Hastily,
he reached for the door. That’s what I mean. “My name is certainly Pellissier,” she said, “but I am very sorry—I do not
recognize you in the least. The longing to talk to someone! But in the end
she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving. Women are not in the world
in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something
enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite
relief. She found herself again in the presence of
some element in life about which she had been trained not to think, about which
she was perhaps instinctively indisposed to think; something which jarred, in
spite of all her mental resistance, with all her preconceptions of a clean and
courageous girl walking out from Morningside Park as one walks out of a cell
into a free and spacious world. He added succinctly, ‘Windows are open. We were alike. If you had not brought your companion
here, it would not have happened. ‘You have not the right. Then suddenly he seized a new
preparation bottle that stood upon his table and contained the better part of a
week’s work—a displayed dissection of a snail, beautifully done—and hurled it
across the room, to smash resoundingly upon the cemented floor under the
bookcase; then, without either haste or pause, he swept his arm along a shelf of
re-agents and sent them to mingle with the debris on the floor. . She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it
and fighting with her loosened hair.
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