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“Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. Did you break my mother's heart as you tried to break mine? I am no longer accountable to you for anything. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. Then he would come along the laboratory, sitting down by each student in turn, checking the work and discussing its difficulties, and answering questions arising out of Russell’s lecture. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap.
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