THE WINDOWCould loving, as people What appears to be a line under the “e” is actually the torn and folded over top of an “a” from the verso.  called it, make her andMrs. Ramsay one? for it was not knowledge butunity that she desired, not inscriptions on tablets,nothing that could be written in any languageknown to men, but intimacy itself, which isknowledge, she had thought, leaning her head onMrs. Ramsay’s knee.

But nNVW: “N” in margin double underlined. —peter.shillingsburgothing happened. Nothing! Nothing!as she leant her head against Mrs. Ramsay’s knee.And yet, she knew knowledge and wisdom werestored up in Mrs. Ramsay’s heart. It was notan illusion: but it was not said. How then, shehad asked herself, did one know one thing oranother thing about people, sealed as they were?Only like a bee[∧], /drawn by some sweetness orsharpness in the air intangible to touch or taste[∧], /one haunted the dome-shaped hive, ranged thewastes of the air over the countries of the worldalone, and then haunted the hives with theirmurmurs and their stirrings,[∧]; /VW: The comma after “stirrings” is deleted by a caret indicating the insertion of “; the hives”. The colon after “people” is replaced by the circled period in the right margin. —peter.shillingsburgwhich were people:thehives.VW: The comma after “stirrings” is deleted by a caret indicating the insertion of “; the hives”. The colon after “people” is replaced by the circled period in the right margin.Mrs. Ramsay rose. Lily rose. Mrs. Ramsaywent. For days there hung about her, as after adream some subtle change is felt in the personone has dreamt of, more vividly than anything shesaid, the sound of murmuring and, as she sat inthe wicker arm-chair in the drawing-room windowshe wore, to Lily's eyes, an august shape; theshape of a dome.[blue mark]HB: Blue pencil mark possibily indicating line break in American proofs.83
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