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Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. It dealt from floor to ceiling and end to end with the Theory of the Forms of Life; the very duster by the blackboard was there to do its share in that work, the very washers in the taps; the room was more simply concentrated in aim even than a church. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. Jack had thus been six hours in accomplishing his arduous task. "Tell Mr. F. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her. This structure at once satisfied him as to where he stood.

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