She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know
for what—to do, to be, to experience. And yet
to Spurlock it was only the title of a story he would some day write. The ordinary
research paper, when it is not extravagant theorizing, is apt to be rather sawdusty
in texture, and Ann Veronica was delighted to find the same easy and confident
luminosity that distinguished his work for the general reader. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but
they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive. Her sadness was manageable only
because she was so familiar with its phases, because she
could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer
studying the moon. I’ve muddled all this business. ”
“It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble
love you give—”
She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. Turning to Melusine, he grabbed both her wrists and held her away from him,
as if afraid that she might go for him.
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