She had never even brought a friend home in her time at the Becks, let alone been asked on dates. She had now the clear and tranquil expression of one whose mind is made up. “Want to see the upstairs?” “Sure. ‘You see, I had another reason for visiting your grandfather. She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. ‘I do not wish to hear any more reasons so foolish, so do not trouble to think of them. ’ Jack blinked at her. ’ ‘Probably not. Courtlaw—Lady Mackinnor. She became more and more alive, not so much to a system of ideas as to a big diffused impulse toward change, to a great discontent with and criticism of life as it is lived, to a clamorous confusion of ideas for reconstruction—reconstruction of the methods of business, of economic development, of the rules of property, of the status of children, of the clothing and feeding and teaching of every one; she developed a quite exaggerated consciousness of a multitude of people going about the swarming spaces of London with their minds full, their talk and gestures full, their very clothing charged with the suggestion of the urgency of this pervasive project of alteration.
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