Mr. She laughed a little contemptuously. “You’d have to think how to get in between his bones. Ed. "If I spoke to him, my interest might be misinterpreted. On the death of his royal patron, he resolved to return to his own country; and, after various delays, which had postponed it to the present time, he had succeeded in accomplishing his object. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. Then her eyes flashed. Each morning his inquiry was properly answered: the patient was steadily improving, but none could say when he would be strong enough to proceed upon his journey. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes. I didn’t allow myself to see things as they were in those days; now I do. The Scotchman informed Ann Veronica that your view of beauty necessarily depended on your metaphysical premises, and the young man with the Russell-like hair became anxious to distinguish himself by telling the Japanese student that Western art was symmetrical and Eastern art asymmetrical, and that among the higher organisms the tendency was toward an external symmetry veiling an internal want of balance. CHAPTER X. Her hair was washed for her also.
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