For when this Joan said it, I had a memory. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. She looked away. ’ The snaking suspicion rolled through his mind again. He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again.
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