Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. “FAIL!” she said. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. “May I sit beside you?” “It’s a very difficult one,” said her aunt.
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