Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the great figure
of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian controversies, and by the
resolute effect of the grim-lipped, yellow, leonine face beneath the mane of
silvery hair. The individual twist was always
there, even in the cleverest forgeries. "To—to—no matter what," returned the widow distractedly. He taught her how to
read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her
for her efforts with a flower or a trinket. “Glorious! You’re so calm,
dear, and so resolute, so serene!
“It’s girls like you who will show them what We are,” said Miss Miniver;
“girls whose spirits have not been broken!”
Ann Veronica sunned herself a little in this warmth. This incredible scene robbed him of the sense
of locomotion.
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