How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. ’ She had given nothing away. ’ ‘Now you come to mention it, it is stupid,’ Gerald said, struck. I’m not a lovesick boy. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man.
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