So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. Perhaps in the beginning the women made fools of themselves over him. They had been playing tennis, with his manifest intention looming over her. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. Sometimes I try to talk. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct.
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