Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with
lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a
hill. He had diverged only a little from the truth when he said that his chief interest
in life was women. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more
look at that angry red sun. Clergymen were human. Only
you seem to me since the time when I knew you in Paris to have changed—to
have changed in some subtle manner which I find at times utterly bewildering. 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. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the
table. “I have given it up,” she answered. ”
She rose up. It was his particular
hobby, and the leisure he had to apply to it had given him a remarkable
appraising eye.
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