It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind. “I do hope you will see how things are, and not be offended with me or frightfully shocked and distressed by what I have done. ‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. It’s—Mrs. Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the great figure of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian controversies, and by the resolute effect of the grim-lipped, yellow, leonine face beneath the mane of silvery hair. When the disillusion comes, when the fairy story ends, if she is blessed with children, she doesn't mind. A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. But when she reached the pavement outside her teeth were clenched, and she carried herself unconsciously an inch or so higher. ‘And I have a very good mind to kill you. I am afraid because I love you, so that the mere thought of failure hurts.
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