” She instructed him. You have been to see your sister, of course. It was so difficult to put precisely. But she was relentless. "
"All right, teacher; I'll shave and comb my hair. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his
“hobby. "
"Back!" cried Rowland. How could she tell him of the
evil that drew her and drew her, as a needle to the magnet?—the fascinating evil
that even now, escaped as it was, went on distilling its poison in her mind?
"Yes, yes!" said the doctor. “You really couldn’t ride in it,” he said, deprecatingly. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the
High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her
father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he
thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. What can a girl do?
Somewhere at this point Ann Veronica’s speculations were interrupted and
turned aside by the approach of a horse and rider. He was not in love with her en désespoir which, he
said, was necessary if a man would marry without getting a dowry from his wife. ”
Anna looked at her sister gravely. It was a neat, efficient-looking room,
with a writing-table placed with a business-like regard to the window, and a
bookcase surmounted by a pig’s skull, a dissected frog in a sealed bottle, and a
pile of shiny, black-covered note-books.
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