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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. ‘I allow anyone in. And now she comprehended that the man (she had never known him by any name) knew she had surprised the look and had not resented it. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. She attempted by a sheer act of will to end the scene, to will herself out of it anywhere. She lost it in the Mint.
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