She found herself asking more and more curiously, “Why, on the principle
of the survival of the fittest, have I any sense of beauty at all?” That enabled her
to go on thinking about beauty when it seemed to her right that she should be
thinking about biology. ‘One does not blow off
the head of a man with whom one is in love, en effet. Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. He watched her constantly,
trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her
like a human cage. My Mom’s stomach has a lot of bad scars that make
it look all ropy and weird. She felt that she had
passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again,
just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with
her. ’
‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to
find his son treading in his steps. I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow.
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