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Edna felt depressed rather than soothed after leaving theliave her no

regret, no longing It was not a condition of life which fitted her, and

she could see in it but an appalling and hopeless ennui She was nolle,--a pity for that

colorless existence which never uplifted its possessor beyond the region

of blind contentuish ever visited her

soul, in which she would never have the taste of life's delirium Edna

vaguely wondered what she ht like soht, extraneous impression