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The Butterfly House

CHAPTER VIII
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What I meant was I felt that I could be myself with you, and not weigh words or split hairs.

A clergyman has to do a lot of that, you know, Miss Eustace, and sometimes (perhaps all the time) he hates it; it makes him feel like a hypocrite." "Then it is all right," said Annie rather vaguely.

She gazed up at the weave of leaves and blossoms, then down at the wavering carpet of their shadows.
"It is lovely here," she said.
The young man looked at the slender young creature in the blue gown and smiled with utter content.
"It is very odd," he said, "but nothing except blue and that particular shade of blue would have harmonised." "I should have said green or pink." "They would surely have clashed.

If you can't melt into nature, it is much safer to try for a discord.

You are much surer to chord.


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