He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. “You must do more than think of it,” he urged. Then he entered her passionately, riding her with exquisite precision. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. He is steeped in the conventions. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry.
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