Something as yet unformulated within her kept her estranged from all these practical aspects of her beliefs. 238 < 30 > IN BED John drove her home after school nearly every day. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. I can understand now these newspapers when they talk of your magnificent philanthropy. I know why. It is difficult to express these things. I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities. ’ ‘Undoubtedly,’ Gerald agreed. I might add that in any case I should not touch Sir John’s.
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