They would be partners only in loneliness. There was another little thing he had to say. Then they appear among the lower things”—she made meticulous gestures to figure the scale of life; she seemed to be holding up specimens, and peering through her glasses at them —“among crustaceans and things, just as little creatures, ever so inferior to the females. The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here. Did she suppose him a possible pretender to her daughter’s hand? The girl—Dorothée, if memory served—was clearly marriageable, but he imagined most of these unhappy exiles were all but penniless. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth.
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