“There’s endless reasons, no doubt, why we shouldn’t,” he said. I wonder how it is,” she added, “that boys always make love so impertinently. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. The little streaks upon the germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their witness and are illuminated. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. “You be off, missie,” said the fatherly policeman. No girl with a face like that…. "If you two loved each other," went on the doctor, "there would be something to stand on—a reason why for this madness. Before her stretched blank spaces, dotted with running people coming toward her, and below them railings and a statue. She is no more English than that set of beggars over there.
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