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Morningside Park had been passive and defective; all this rushed about and was active, but it was still defective. I'm not particular what or where. ‘No, let me guess,’ he interrupted. Seeing Capes from day to day made a bright eventfulness that hampered her in the course she had resolved to follow. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful.
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