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“I should love to come. She hadn't
measured up; she had been stupid; she hadn't known how to make love. Was it that the struggle of things to survive produced as a sort of necessary byproduct these intense preferences and appreciations, or was it that some mystical
outer thing, some great force, drove life beautyward, even in spite of expediency,
regardless of survival value and all the manifest discretions of life? She went to
Capes with that riddle and put it to him very carefully and clearly, and he talked
well—he always talked at some length when she took a difficulty to him—and
sent her to a various literature upon the markings of butterflies, the
incomprehensible elaboration and splendor of birds of Paradise and hummingbirds’ plumes, the patterning of tigers, and a leopard’s spots. “Rather darker than most of them. But that, and that sort of thing,
is just a day-dream. ‘But you said she was looking for proof. I have never told you so, or
Sydney, but I can sing—rather well. He carried her in his arms up
the steps, like a bride on her honeymoon. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry,
warmed an already pretty face. With all
your cunning, we're more than a match for you. "
"You judged rightly," rejoined Jack; "I never yet broke an engagement with
friend or foe—and never will. It’s for you to say if I may
sit on it. Only in man is the
male made the most important.
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