The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. If I told you the facts, I expect, since you are in love with me, you’d explain the whole business as being very fine and honorable for me—the Higher Morality, or something of that sort. She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning. A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken.
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