And in the
Avenue she had an encounter with Ramage. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly
limited. Jonathan
looked in that direction, and beheld the fugitives riding off in triumph. She wanted to be on with
the show. And she, she in her own person too, was this eternal
Bios, beginning again its recurrent journey to selection and multiplication and
failure or survival. "
"Hum!"
"Have you any reason to suppose he survived the accident?" inquired Thames
eagerly. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew,
could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the
almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. "Enough," said Jack, recovering his composure. There's nothing so sad in this world as an old fool," she added.
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