江一燕吻戏双食记　　At last three days came in which a storm prevailed, and he didnot go out at all. The snow began to fall late one afternoon.It was a regular flurry of large, soft, white flakes. In themorning it was still coming down with a high wind, and the papersannounced a blizzard. From out the front windows one could see adeep, soft bedding.

　　"You think," he said, "I am happy; that I ought not to complain?If you were to meet all day with people who care absolutelynothing about you, if you went day after day to a place wherethere was nothing but show and indifference, if there was not oneperson in all those you knew to whom you could appeal forsympathy or talk to with pleasure, perhaps you would be unhappytoo.

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　　In all of Carrie's actions there was a touch of misgiving. Thedeeper she sank into the entanglement, the more she imagined thatthe thing hung upon the few remaining things she had not done.Since she had not done these, there was a way out.
　　"You seem to have taken the town by storm," he wrote. "This isdelightful. I am as glad for your sake as for my own."