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There was a short, red-faced,
resolute youth who inherited an authoritative attitude upon bacteriology from his
father; a Japanese student of unassuming manners who drew beautifully and had
an imperfect knowledge of English; and a dark, unwashed Scotchman with
complicated spectacles, who would come every morning as a sort of volunteer
supplementary demonstrator, look very closely at her work and her, tell her that
her dissections were “fairish,” or “very fairish indeed,” or “high above the
normal female standard,” hover as if for some outbreak of passionate gratitude
and with admiring retrospects that made the facetted spectacles gleam like
diamonds, return to his own place. There, that sounds frightfully involved, doesn’t it, but
perhaps you can make out what I mean. “How gratified she
must have been! If only I had known I would have made an effort to get home in
time for dinner. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. When she reflected that Mr. ’ She tries every way of earning a living and fails. Men and women
are not established things; they’re experiments, all of them. “Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. ”
It took some days for this phase to pass, and it left some scars and something
like a decision. “This is all rot!” he declared angrily. Her life hangs upon a thread, and this may snap it. ”
“But waive that point. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’
‘Precisely. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and
commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it
was striking. I asked
her to marry me, and she consented.
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