”
Sir John acknowledged the introduction without cordiality. "
"I always detested Mrs. ‘You don’t know him. Sometimes her
straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and
decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of
passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. The one
profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage—
is teaching, and there we trample on one another. But the Ramage affair needed clearing up, of course; it was a flaw upon that
project. She was in deadly earnest in everything she
did. She
breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had
prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with
the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch.
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