She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. She felt his crotch through his jeans. “I think I ought to have one. 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. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack.
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