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The afternoon was perfect. A deeper stillness possessed the air, and the glitter of the American autumn was tempered by a haze which diffused the brightness without dulling it. In the woody hollows o
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The afternoon was perfect. A deeper stillness possessed the air, and the glitter of the American autumn was tempered by a haze which diffused the brightness without dulling it. In the woody hollows o
The next morning rose mild and bright, with a promise of summer in the air. The sunlight slanted joyously down Lily…
The street-lamps were lit, but the rain had ceased, and there was a momentary revival of light in the upper sky. Lily w…
The library looked as she had pictured it. The green-shaded lamps made tranquil circles of light in the gathering dusk,…
Lily, lingering for a moment on the corner, looked out on the afternoon spectacle of Fifth Avenue. It was a day in late…
"Look at those spangles, Miss Bart—every one of 'em sewed on crooked." The tall forewoman, a pinched pe…
When Lily woke on the morning after her translation to the Emporium Hotel, her first feeling was one of purely physical…
The autumn days declined to winter. Once more the leisure world was in transition between country and town, and Fifth A…
The light projected on the situation by Mrs. Fisher had the cheerless distinctness of a winter dawn. It outlined the fa…
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