” He uttered thoughtfully. But it’s love you
should’ve had when you were tiny and I didn’t give it to you. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but
there are grades and qualities of love. For fully five minutes he lay quite motionless. “He looks as though he did, at any rate. But if I painted her as I'd like to, the natives would instantly
distrust me; and I'd have to build up confidence all over again. "Is there anything wrong with it?"
"Wrong? Why, you have been imposed upon somewhere. "So has the butterfly evil thoughts. You will go out at once, if you please. ”
She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to:
“What’s the good of pretending?
“I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and
went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the
biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of
and indifferent to her proceedings. "You mean you were just sorry for
him?"
"As I would be for any human being in pain.
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