. “Excuse me a moment. . " "Do you suppose he knew?" "He? Oh, you mean Mr. Miss Garvice assumed a quality of neutrality, professed herself almost won over by Ann Veronica’s example, and the Scotchman decided that if women had a distinctive sphere it was, at any rate, an enlarging sphere, and no one who believed in the doctrine of evolution could logically deny the vote to women “ultimately,” however much they might be disposed to doubt the advisability of its immediate concession. A woman is supposed to know when a man is in love with her. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. There, in a little tea and sweetstuff shop, she bought and consumed slowly and absent-mindedly the insufficient nourishment that is natural to her sex on such occasions. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. Courtlaw stood up. There’s no logic in these things. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years.
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