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She found herself asking more and more curiously, “Why, on the principle of the survival of the fittest, have I any sense of beauty at all?” That enabled her to go on thinking about beauty when it seemed to her right that she should be thinking about biology. "With pleasure, Sir," replied Edgeworth Bess. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped. He impetuously grasped a hold of her hand, looking for a callous. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked. Mrs. He would have to make sure of her silence.
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