“there, in the middle of the board, bright high-road - there, as if it had that moment sprung out of the earth or dropped from the heaven - stood there figure of solitary Woman, dressed from head to foot in white garments, her face bent in grave inquiry on mine, her hand pointing to the dark cloud over London, as i faced her.”
ahh very delightful, i’m wholeheartedly ready to be devoured by this book.
— Nov 29, 2025 08:42AM
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