" He talked and looked at her laughing eyes, which frightened him now with their impenetrable look, and, as he talked, he felt all the uselessness and idleness of his words.
"You're always like that," she answered, as though completely misapprehending him, and of all he had said only taking in the last phrase.
" One time you don't like my being dull, and another time you don't like my being lively.
I wasn't dull.
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