1. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. “Well, you know. I completed it according to the directions, you see, and it was a beautiful machine, a triangle sort of, with a steering column I built out of an old wheelbarrow and a hubcap. . She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust.
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