“My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. "If there is any honour in you, stop and think. Smith, "upon my conscience. She ran down alleyways and between buildings,
faster than an Olympian, until she could hear his voice no
more. It’s your first evening, and early impressions do count for
so much. Both arm-chairs had been moved
a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular
glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle
of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another
character which bit far more deeply into her mind. "
"You see, we didn't know but you might die; and so we had to search your
belongings for the address of your people. "But you said you weren't particular. There was a short, red-faced,
resolute youth who inherited an authoritative attitude upon bacteriology from his
father; a Japanese student of unassuming manners who drew beautifully and had
an imperfect knowledge of English; and a dark, unwashed Scotchman with
complicated spectacles, who would come every morning as a sort of volunteer
supplementary demonstrator, look very closely at her work and her, tell her that
her dissections were “fairish,” or “very fairish indeed,” or “high above the
normal female standard,” hover as if for some outbreak of passionate gratitude
and with admiring retrospects that made the facetted spectacles gleam like
diamonds, return to his own place. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. My
reception at West Kensington you know of.
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