There’s
no logic in these things. . 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. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of
Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. ‘Who telled you that?’
‘Do not ask me impertinent questions, but only go you and fetch this daughter
here to me. Anyhow, now you’ve begun it, there’s nothing to keep us in all this from being
the best friends in the world. Why did he
care?
“I could never marry a girl who’s not a virgin. “Awfully good of you, Teddy. Every girl in the world practically, except a few of us who teach or type-write,
and then we’re underpaid and sweated—it’s dreadful to think how we are
sweated!” She had lost her generalization, whatever it was. . ”
He plunged into one of his drawers, and brought up a small gold-foiled bottle. I've got the watch-spring
saw in my sleeve. "Go on. Her desires were not for riches. “Yes?”
“You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked
about how a girl might get an independent living.
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