It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. There was no keeping Sheila from the truth, and it was better that anyone who lived under her roof knew it. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. Like appendicitis. " And he looked at the moment as if he had lost all desire to know it. No one spoke to her. ” “It gives in a nutshell the miracle of art and the imagination. They either ran to see or ran for shelter. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall.
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