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The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. She passed her general science examination with double honors and specialized in science. But the people among whom she was now thrown through the social exertions of Miss Miniver and the Widgetts—for Teddy and Hetty came up from Morningside Park and took her to an eighteen-penny dinner in Soho and introduced her to some art students, who were also Socialists, and so opened the way to an evening of meandering talk in a studio—carried with them like an atmosphere this implication, not only that the world was in some stupid and even obvious way WRONG, with which indeed she was quite prepared to agree, but that it needed only a few pioneers to behave as such and be thoroughly and indiscriminately “advanced,” for the new order to achieve itself. There are cigarettes and magazines in the corner there. Hobson, the Phys.
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