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"Of who?" asked Adele of her co with a little amused attention,

arrested by the absorbed expression which seemed to have seized and

fixed every feature into a statuesque repose

"Nothing," returned Mrs Pontellier, with a start, adding at once: "How

stupid! But it seems to me it is the reply we make instinctively to

such a question Lether fine eyes till they shone like two vivid points of light

"Let ; but

perhaps I can retrace nolle "I a I will let you off this time It is really too hot to think,

especially to think about thinking"

"But for the fun of it," persisted Edna "First of all, the sight of the

water stretching so far away, those ainst the blue

sky, made a delicious picture that I just wanted to sit and look at The

hot wind beating in my face made me think--without any connection that I

can trace of a su as

the ocean to the very little girl walking through the grass, which was

higher than her waist She threw out her arrass as one strikes out in the water Oh, I

see the connection now!"