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Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy - one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure but turn out to have been the pleasure itself.

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R watched N pressing upon her mother a yellow evening bag...saying, "I think things ought to belong to the people that like them" and then sweeping into it all the yellow articles she could find, a pencil, a lipstick, a little notebook, "because they all go together."