“You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He
asked with a sardonic grin on his face. I’m sorry
Lucy. She became more and more alive, not
so much to a system of ideas as to a big diffused impulse toward change, to a
great discontent with and criticism of life as it is lived, to a clamorous confusion
of ideas for reconstruction—reconstruction of the methods of business, of
economic development, of the rules of property, of the status of children, of the
clothing and feeding and teaching of every one; she developed a quite
exaggerated consciousness of a multitude of people going about the swarming
spaces of London with their minds full, their talk and gestures full, their very
clothing charged with the suggestion of the urgency of this pervasive project of
alteration. ”
“Is that so wrong, to want to live forever?”
“It is wrong to if the price is murder. So far she had the
utmost difficulty in getting on to that vitally important matter. Lucy changed into her Goodwill jeans
and sweatshirt, plastering her hair down with an elastic
band and securing it under a tight hood. ”
“I began to be afraid you might not come at all.
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