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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

That is one of the attributes she
derives from Maurice."
"Yes. He had a wonderful charm. And then, Vere has passion."
"You think so?"
"I am sure of it. Where does she get that from?"
"He was full of the passion of the South."
"I think Vere has a touch of Northern passion in her, too, combined
perhaps with the other. And that, I think, she derives from you. Then
I discern in Vere intellectual force, immature, embryonic if you like,
but unmistakable."
"That does not come from me," Hermione said, suddenly, almost with
bitterness.
"Why--why will you be unnecessarily humiliated?" Artois exclaimed.
His voice was confusedly echoed by the cavern, which broke into faint,
but deep mutterings. Hermione looked up quickly to the mysterious
vault which brooded above them, and listened till the chaotic noises
died away. Then she said:
"Do you know what they remind me of?"
"Of what?"
"My efforts. Those efforts I made long ago to live again in work."
"When you wrote?"
"Yes, when I tried to throw my mind and my heart down upon paper.


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