Each manuscript was like the other: the same lovely treatment of an unlovely subject. “I wondered. ” “It isn’t exactly that,” Anna answered, “but to tell you the truth, I cannot bear to look upon myself as a rank failure. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. These galleries were separated in the middle by iron grates. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture. He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. "All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less.
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