" There was a momentary and terrible silence, broken only by a few feeble groans. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. ’ She sagged a little suddenly, as if the painful memories in her mind had exhausted her body. He measured out the portion of another peg, the bottle wavering in his hand. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again. Day after day for a measured hour in the lecture-theatre, with elaborate power and patience, Russell pieced together difficulty and suggestion, instance and counter-instance, in the elaborate construction of the family tree of life. ” A fair-haired young Englishman looked up from the depths of his easy chair. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself.
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