“You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive. I tried to get across the terrace and onto the bridge to introduce myself, but the crowds did not part and I lost you. Capes became rigid and adhesive. I said I knew he disliked and distrusted you and your work—that you shared all Russell’s opinions: he hates Russell beyond measure—and that we couldn’t possibly face a conventional marriage. It is the vapouring school girl.
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