‘Well?’ she said. Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. Why had he kissed her? What had led him into that? Neither love nor passion— utter blankness so far as reducing the act to terms. She loved to dress the Fritz and Anna in outfits that she stitched from discarded velvet dresses. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters.
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