She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. ‘Why, that’s it. But not once in these ten years had they borne blossom or fruit. One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt. She sings better perhaps.
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