The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. It was a pity people had to eat food. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. Ah Coom. . He bullied frankly. You never can tell. He stole his chance and thrust his hand towards hers. "Give me till to-morrow," implored she, "and if I can bring myself to part with him, you shall have him without another word. So she married him. We are not animals.
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