She took Mr. Only in her eyes there seemed to be some apprehension of the fact that the young man’s clothes and manners were alike undesirable things. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. Perhaps that was why Sheila began to observe Lucy, because both of them were poignantly aware of Lucy’s otherness. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. This niggardliness compelled him to cross and recross streets. “Stupid cow. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. But there was an abiding serpent in this Eden. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create.
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