He spoke the automatic thought that entered his mind. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved.
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