He would never be able to compose upon it, but it would serve to produce the finished work. He was always word-building, a metaphorist, lavish with singing adjectives; but often he built in confusion because it was difficult to describe something beautiful in a new yet simple way. Anna was sitting before the fire a little distance from him—Ennison himself remained standing. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. He looked distant, irritated. He understood now that it was a part of her inheritance. " The clock tinkled ten. It was Ennison who for the rest of his visit was quiet and subdued.
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