Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. She left for good after he fell asleep. Many knew Diane’s disdain for the Beck family as well, “who would take in any stray that arrived mewling at their doorstep. ’ Still no response. Sometimes I think she’s tired of us. "Souls," she answered, drily. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment. He could not understand how men could live ignoring this one predominant interest, this wonderful research into personality and the possibilities of pleasing, these complex, fascinating expeditions that began in interest and mounted to the supremest, most passionate intimacy. They had turned into the street, on the opposite side of which were the flats where Anna lived.
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