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Thursday, February 4, 2016
A Compact of Petals: February 4, 2016
As Stuart Elton stooped and flicked off his trousers a white thread, the trivial act accompanied as it was by a slide and avalance of sensation, seemed like a petal falling from a rose, and Stuart Elton straightening himself to resume his conservation with Mrs Sutton felt that he was compact of many petals laid firmy and closely on top of each other all reddened, all warmed through, all tinged with this inexplicable glow. So that when he stooped, a petal fell.
“Happiness” (CSF 178)