" "Yes, there was one," observed Ireton. ’ Martha got up with a swish of her black habit. She ought to have written at once and told him exactly what had happened. There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of its own assertions. Wood. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself.
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