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Chapter 19

           Andshewaitedalittle,knitting,wondering,andslowlyrosethosewordstheyhadsaidatdinner,"theChinaroseisallabloomandbuzzingwiththehoneybee,"beganwashingfromsidetosideofhermindrhythmically,andastheywashed,words,likelittleshadedlights,onered,oneblue,oneyellow,litupinthedarkofhermind,andseemedleavingtheirperchesuptheretoflyacrossandacross,ortocryoutandtobeechoed;sosheturnedandfeltonthetablebesideherforabook.

           

           Andallthelivesweeverlived

           Andallthelivestobe,

           Arefulloftreesandchangingleaves,

           

           shemurmured,stickingherneedlesintothestocking.Andsheopenedthebookandbeganreadinghereandthereatrandom,andasshedidso,shefeltthatshewasclimbingbackwards,upwards,shovingherwayupunderpetalsthatcurvedoverher,sothatsheonlyknewthisiswhite,orthisisred.Shedidnotknowatfirstwhatthewordsmeantatall.

           

           Steer,hithersteeryourwingedpines,allbeatenMariners

           

           shereadandturnedthepage,swingingherself,zigzaggingthiswayandthat,fromonelinetoanotherasfromonebranchtoanother,fromoneredandwhiteflowertoanother,untilalittlesoundrousedherherhusbandslappinghisthighs.Theireyesmetforasecond;buttheydidnotwanttospeaktoeachother.Theyhadnothingtosay,butsomethingseemed,nevertheless,togofromhimtoher.Itwasthelife,itwasthepowerofit,itwasthetremendoushumour,sheknew,thatmadehimslaphisthighs.

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