‘Well?’ she said. Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming
on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was
all the same really. It was below
consciousness, elusive; so he sent out a call to his friend, defensively. She addresses you as the
Flower of the Lotus, as the Resplendent Moonbeam. I can never be grateful enough. The
moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the
day. At the bottom of the trunk I found two of my mother's
dresses. . They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see,
because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life,
and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects. Gerald stood quite still for a moment or two, listening intently.
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