The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending
loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. 'It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far,
far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known. At the bottom of her heart she was not
a bit afraid of Ramage. He had conveyed it to her, not
verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble
method of prohibition. The biological laboratory, perpetually viewing life
as pairing and breeding and selection, and again pairing and breeding, seemed
only a translated generalization of that assertion. “I want to have no distractions. I want to make you feel that here
is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow. —BRENDON.
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