Why didn’t he die?” Anna sprang to her feet and walked restlessly up and down the room. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. “I feel shabby and disgraced. They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see, because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life, and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects. I might forgive him that, for he obviously taught her a good deal that she has found useful. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. He had done it. She stood up and he sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section after another. At least that, I think, is what makes a clever woman’s independent career so much more difficult than a clever man’s. I want to get away—to go to London. Which, if we are not all of us very careful indeed, will be stolen from Miss Charvill. "Mercy on us! what have I said!" cried the attendant, greatly alarmed by the agitation of her mistress; "do sit down, your ladyship, while I run for the ratifia and rosa solis. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not.
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