“Was it really only this afternoon that I met you in St. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. Instead, he was bowing to her greataunt. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. ’ Gerald sighed.
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