It wasn't worth while to invest imaginatively a man with evil projects simply because he was physically ugly. “It is a hateful story. It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. She could not bear the shame of it. "Mother, I come to you. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. “I thought every one had heard,” said Miss Klegg. I've despatched him to the New Prison. "Hey, you!" Ah Cum stopped and turned. Day after day for a measured hour in the lecture-theatre, with elaborate power and patience, Russell pieced together difficulty and suggestion, instance and counter-instance, in the elaborate construction of the family tree of life.
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