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Bressant

CHAPTER XIX
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In the earlier days of her intercourse with him Sophie had felt an involuntary shrinking from she knew not what, but this had been entirely overcome, partly by habit, partly from an unconscious resolve on her part not to yield to it.

The quick, intelligent sympathy of her nature discerned and interpreted the germs of new ideas and impulses which were struggling into life in Bressant's mind; she translated to him his better part, and warmed it with a flood of celestial sunshine.
But the sun which makes flowers bloom brings forth weeds as well, and it would not be strange if this awakening of Bressant's dormant faculties should have also brought some evil to the surface which else might never have seen the light.
In the course of another week or so the invalid had so far improved as to be able to leave his room, and make short excursions about the house, and on to the balcony.

The feverish and morbid symptoms faded away, and the indulgence of a Titanic appetite began to bring back the broad, firm muscles to arms, legs, and body.

He felt the returning exhilaration of boundless vitality and restless vigor which had distinguished him before his accident.
The summer was now something overworn; the sultry dregs of August were ever and anon stirred by the cool finger of September.

The leaves, losing the green strength of their blood, changed color and fluttered, wavering earthward from the boughs whereon they had spent so many sociable months.


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