I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. 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. A mate? A brother-lover to tromp about the world with? “I cannot. This is something above all rules. Gerald watched her perambulations in silence, his heart wrung. She looked at it with a little shudder, but she made no motion to take it. To disillusion her, forthwith. But she must not laugh.
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