One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. He made this simple classification of a large and various sex to the exclusion of all intermediate kinds; he held that the two classes had to be kept apart even in thought and remote from one another. “Lord!” she said. He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. “Did you tell him?” Capes smiled faintly. I'll think no more about her. "At a thought. It was the grand nursery of vice. ‘Oh no, you don’t,’ said Gerald in a low tone. Ann Veronica snatched at the opportunity, and spent most of the intervening time in the Assyrian Court of the British Museum, reading and thinking over a little book upon the feminist movement the tired woman had made her buy. " CHAPTER XVIII. What a God-forsaken fool he was! And dimly, out there somewhere in the South Seas—the beach! Already he sensed the fascination of the inevitable; and with this fascination came the idea of haste, to get there quickly and have done. The little streaks upon the germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their witness and are illuminated. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it.
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