"I haven't worn
anything else in weeks. One day
she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. It's a bad omen to be thrown near that door. That was the true miracle of the
gift; without actual experience, to imagine love and hate and greed and how they
would react upon each other; and then, when these passions had served their
temporary purpose, to cast them aside for new imaginings. She never questioned the motives of the characters;
she had neither the ability nor the conceit for that; but she could and often did
correct his lapses in colour. After listening
attentively for a short time without drawing breath, he became convinced that his
apprehensions were groundless, and, greatly relieved, sat down upon the chair to
rest himself and prepare for further efforts. When he was concentrating, deep
shadows formed under his gray eyes. Wild," said the turnkey, trembling in every joint.
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