Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. There must be something, one feels, in ideas that achieve persistently a successful resurrection. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary.
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