1 I'm all broken up on you: there's nothing new in that.
2 Miss Bart released her, and stood breathing brokenly, like one who has gained shelter after a long flight.
3 She sat quiet, her lips parted by the stress of the ascent, her eyes wandering peacefully over the broken ranges of the landscape.
4 Her fibres had been softened by suffering, and the sudden glimpse into his mocked and broken life disarmed her contempt for his weakness.
5 It was the unconscious prolongation of this thought which led her to say presently, with a laugh: "I have broken two engagements for you today."
6 Of late the sleep it had brought her had been more broken and less profound; there had been nights when she was perpetually floating up through it to consciousness.
7 She was appalled by the intense cleanness of the vision; she seemed to have broken through the merciful veil which intervenes between intention and action, and to see exactly what she would do in all the long days to come.
8 Lily, however, was not among them, and her absence served to protract the effect she had produced on Selden: it would have broken the spell to see her too soon in the surroundings from which accident had so happily detached her.
9 Meanwhile, as the dinner advanced through a labyrinth of courses, in which it became clear that Mrs. Bry had occasionally broken away from Lord Hubert's restraining hand, Selden's general watchfulness began to lose itself in a particular study of Miss Bart.