They had changed identities absolutely. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. The air was thick with feelings. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. That is why I am glad that she has gone to London. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark.
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