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I believe it was -- and is -- conscience. I'm sorry. Do you remember that some one said that moonlight was not beautiful in itself? Nor sunsets? Nor other things that are currently spoken of with sentimental superlatives? Do you remember what it was that he said necessary to make such things beautiful? And do you remember
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the statement that things commonly considered unbeautiful become beautiful when this one quality was present? I believe it more firmly. And I know that you do, too. Suddenly the whole fairy light changed last night. It was inconsequential and common. First I was puzzled, -- then I was angry with myself, but chiefly with you, - then I pitied you and de spiezed myself. You see, the quality was lacking, girl, and intuition did speak. And the nights became unbeautiful -- almost hideous! ------ You were near me today, after, and I told you things and you understood, and once we burst out laughing so that the carpenter came in to find out what the joke was! Really, Edna, isn't it ludicrous? -------- I hope it isn't foggy to morrow night. 5:30pm. Mon
