"It is addressed to my mother," he added, as his eye glanced rapidly over it, "and by my father. But escape to where? She thought of the ships that sailed from the peninsulas to hot deserts where spices were traded. She opened this and scrambled out—a thing she had not done for five long years of adolescence— upon the leaded space above the built-out bath-room on the first floor. However, if I've lost one servant, I've gained another, that's one comfort. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. “It’s glorious good!” “Suppose now—look at this long snow-slope and then that blue deep beyond —do you see that round pool of color in the ice—a thousand feet or more below? Yes? Well, think—we’ve got to go but ten steps and lie down and put our arms about each other. Wood, disdainfully. Thought she was a nun at first. I was orphaned a long time ago.
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