![]() ![]() Feature for feature, even some of the ladies of the photographs could do better but she lapsed forth to this heart-had lived, or wanted to-more than just wanted, perhaps regretted how she had lived-had somehow deeply suffered: it could be seen in the depths of those reluctant eyes, and from the way the light enclosed and shone from her, and within her, opening realms of possibility: this was her own. It was not, he affirmed, that she had an extraordinary beauty-no, though her face was attractive enough it was that something about her moved him. No, this couldn't be he would have remembered her. He had a vivid impression that he had met her before, but try as he might he could not place her although he could almost recall her name, as he had read it in her own handwriting. It gave him the impression of youth-spring flowers, yet age-a sense of having been used to the bone, wasted this came from the eyes, which were hauntingly familiar, yet absolutely strange. ![]()
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