This furious music allayed his dread and, leaning against the windowledge, he let his eyelids close again. He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld. She left it, at the end of the year, to go home, as she said, for a short holiday, to which the time she had put in had certainly given her a right. The eyes were not offended which she turned upon him nor reproachful.
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