I'm sorry. They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. “Oh, Lord!” she said, discovering what she was up to, and dropped lightly from the fence upon the turf and went on her way toward the crest. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination.
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