She was slender, and sometimes she seemed tall, and walked and carried herself lightly and joyfully as one who commonly and habitually feels well, and sometimes she stooped a little and was preoccupied. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. “Couldn’t we three go out and have some coffee somewhere? The thought of that drawing-room paralyses me.
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