Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. It
reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina
had told her about a sculptor named Farhat. “I thought I was just up against Morningside Park and father, but it’s the
whole order of things—the whole blessed order of things. I’ve had a headache all day. ’
You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. Day after day for a measured hour in the lecture-theatre, with elaborate power
and patience, Russell pieced together difficulty and suggestion, instance and
counter-instance, in the elaborate construction of the family tree of life. Let’s face it,
she hates Missy’s guts. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An
Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote—
would be very happy to have. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his
presence. “What can one say?” she exclaimed. “Oh! please don’t lose yourself in a wilderness of secondary considerations,”
she said. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank
wearily into an easy chair. Parties, politics, and
popular opinions have changed.
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