" Here she began to
blubber loudly for sympathy. With this she now entered. As soon
as she reached this spot, Wild sprang ashore, and was joined by several persons,
—among whom was Quilt Arnold, leading a horse by the bridle,—he hastened
down the stairs to meet him. What a pity!
For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the
physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had
seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet
instead of four—broken, without resilience. He had removed his silk hat, and
now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating
upon her, trying to catch her eye. Marvel, therefore, remained on his probation. His
throat filled; he wanted to weep. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with
her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. He could think about it
later. He had the air of a man who has said too much. “In Paris. It's almost
incredible. He told her something about
music, the great world outside. ‘Imbecile.
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