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He contrasted with Russell, whose intellectual methods were, so to speak, sceptically dogmatic. ” He stuttered. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. She was the social leader of Morningside Park, and in her superficial and euphuistic way an extremely kind and pleasant woman. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!" Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger.
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