. The light of the star; a novel. II. jOUGLASS rose next morningwith a bound, as if life hadsomehow become surchargedwith fresh significance, freshopportunity. His professionalcareer seemed dull and prosaic — his criticalwork of small avail. His whole mind centredon his play. His was a moody, sensitive nature. Sternas he looked, and strong as he really was, hecould be depressed by a trifle or exalted by aword. And reviewing his meeting with Helenin the light of the morning, he had more than asuspicion that he had allowed himself to talktoo freely in the presence of the brother and 3 27 THE LIG
. The light of the star; a novel. II. jOUGLASS rose next morningwith a bound, as if life hadsomehow become surchargedwith fresh significance, freshopportunity. His professionalcareer seemed dull and prosaic — his criticalwork of small avail. His whole mind centredon his play. His was a moody, sensitive nature. Sternas he looked, and strong as he really was, hecould be depressed by a trifle or exalted by aword. And reviewing his meeting with Helenin the light of the morning, he had more than asuspicion that he had allowed himself to talktoo freely in the presence of the brother and 3 27 THE LIGHT OP THE STAR » mother, and that he had been over-enthusi-astic, not to say egotistic; but he was savedfrom dejection by the memory of the starsgreat, brown-black eyes. There was no pre-tence in them. She had been rapt—carriedout of conventional words and graces by some-thing which rose from the lines he had written,the characters he had depicted. The deeper his scrutiny went the more im-portant she became to him. She was not s
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