" "And were I in yours," rejoined the woollen-draper, "I should be doubly apprehensive, because he's a professed friend. She found herself asking more and more curiously, “Why, on the principle of the survival of the fittest, have I any sense of beauty at all?” That enabled her to go on thinking about beauty when it seemed to her right that she should be thinking about biology. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. “She’s sensitive soul, far too sensitive to be married to an ass like Gianfrancesco. Vorsack would just have to live with it. That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. She felt she must get him talking upon some impersonal theme at any cost. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. That I should be challenged by you of all people. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway.
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