It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously
thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her
mind to other questions. Manning questioned whether when they
were bad they were really beautiful or when they were beautiful bad. It seemed
incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only
by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream
of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya,
and all the twining beauty of the gods. With this air in our blood, this sunlight soaking us. How Jack Sheppard broke out of the Cage at Willesden. You'll
never be guided by me—never!"
"Indeed, my love, you're entirely mistaken," returned the carpenter,
endeavouring to deprecate his wife's rising resentment by the softest looks, and
the meekest deportment. ”
She groaned aloud and bowed her forehead to her knees. gutenberg.
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