The picture of her flashed across the doctor's vision magically. “Glaciers?” she said. All he will say is that she said so—as if anyone could believe a word the girl said. I’m sick of this town and I can’t wait to get out. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. 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. ’ ‘Grossly unfair, too. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her. ” She looked at him quizzically and shrugged. ” The doctor glanced towards Anna.
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