Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. He could imagine it even if he could not feel it. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. Every home is a little recess, a niche, out of the world of business and competition, in which women and the future shelter. On the way he confessed. You’ve got to take what you can get. I’ve no name for it yet. " This went on for ten days. “I am afraid,” she answered, “that one’s friends can judge only of the externals, and the things which matter, the things inside are realized only by oneself— stop. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club.
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