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Excerpt from The Woman of the Twilight, the Story of a Story All this from Gilman, in his short, jerky sentences as he steered the machine along the mesa from Laguna, with never a glance at the ultramarine of the sea on his right or the carpet of bloom where the range lay in great billows on his left. He prided himself on being able to write a column of live matter and con fine himself to words of one or two syllables, and that rapid fire method became a part of his own speech after he found it had a market value. Sargent listened and watched him and smiled. You and your machine are typical, Gilman, he observed; your ultimate ambition seems to be to make a record, to get somewhere; and you see and hear' nothing in your going. For the sake of your own soul, listen to that meadow-lark, and look at the wonderful color in the water by the cliff. It changes like an abalone shell in the light and holds all the shades from indigo blue to pink and a veil as of white lace ever forming and sinking, and forming again in a new pattern. Is this all so common to you that you never give it a glance? About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.