“Well, no,” she answered. Below
her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond
moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. "Of yourself," he replied, in a mournful tone. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug. "It's you, Jack, who are persuading
my brother to do wrong. The walls were of immense
thickness; the small windows double-grated and unglazed; the fire-place was
without a grate; and a barrack-bed, divided into two compartments, occupied one
corner. Madman that I am to be so!"
"Help!" shrieked Mrs. "
"To be sure! Nothing entertains me so much. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. ”
“Impudent beggars,” Sydney growled.
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