‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. She was a swan among geese, trying to look plain and dowdy. These sweeping dignities were not within the compass of her will; she remembered she liked Ramage, and owed things to him, and she was interested—she was profoundly interested. The Enschede Bible—the one out of which she read—had been strangely mutilated. The jolly part of it was that for the first time in her life so far as London was concerned, she was not going anywhere in particular; for the first time in her life it seemed to her she was taking London in.
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