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James, Henry

"The Portrait Of A Lady"

But he appeared unable to move; there was still an
immense unwillingness in his attitude and a sore remonstrance in his
eyes. "I must leave you now," said Isabel; and she opened the door and
passed into the other room.
This apartment was dark, but the darkness was tempered by a vague
radiance sent up through the window from the court of the hotel, and
Isabel could make out the masses of the furniture, the dim shining
of the mirror and the looming of the big four-posted bed. She stood
still a moment, listening, and at last she heard Caspar Goodwood
walk out of the sitting-room and close the door behind him. She
stood still a little longer, and then, by an irresistible impulse,
dropped on her knees before her bed and hid her face in her arms.
CHAPTER 17
She was not praying; she was trembling- trembling all over.
Vibration was easy to her, was in fact too constant with her, and
she found herself now humming like a smitten harp. She only asked,
however, to put on the cover, to case herself again in brown
holland, but she wished to resist her excitement, and the attitude
of devotion, which she kept for some time, seemed to help her to be
still.


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