He was a little impressed by Ann Veronica’s metaphor of the string, which, indeed, she owed to Hetty Widgett. It was finished by the end of that year, each character having asserted itself pronouncedly in my imagination. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. He went in there, and he was in there for a good half hour.
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