“You are neither of you in the least
like the ordinary boarding-house young man. In a convent, you understand, one is like a servant, even if one is a lady. She visualized him as in a policeman’s
uniform and quite impassive. She cried and sobbed in fits. “If I was the world I think I should
have put down a crimson carpet, and asked you to say what you wanted, and
generally walk over me. He was wearing a new silk hat, with a slightly more generous brim than its
predecessor, and it suited his type of face, robbed his dark eyes a little of their
aggressiveness and gave him a solid and dignified and benevolent air. She was not a Christian woman. The path he had selected conducted him to his
mother's humble dwelling. It got on my nerves—the women
I saw. He saw rifts in clouds—sunshine. Basically a kindly man but made cynical and derisive by sordid contacts,
O'Higgins had almost forgotten that there was such a thing as unselfishness.
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