“The one who used to live at Lyndmore. The brain tires of resistance, and when it meets
again and again, incoherently active, the same phrases, the same ideas that it has
already slain, exposed and dissected and buried, it becomes less and less
energetic to repeat the operation. It was one of the secret troubles of her mind, this grotesque
twist her ideas would sometimes take, as though they rebelled and rioted. “—but this cannot be. ” He moved
himself from the recliner to the couch and patted a
cushion. "Speak, or I fire!"
"Well, if you will have it, it's Sir Rowland Trenchard. Goopes had a great set-to about the sincerity of Chesterton and
Belloc that was ended by Goopes showing signs of resuming the Socratic
method. “I want to ask you a question,” he said. There are so many girls nowadays who are quite unpresentable at
tea, with their untrimmed laughs, their awful dispositions of their legs when they
sit down, their slangy disrespect; they no longer smoke, it is true, like the girls of
the eighties and nineties, nevertheless to a fine intelligence they have the flavor
of tobacco. It appeared from what he said that he had been captured when
asleep,—that his liquor had been drugged,—otherwise, he would never have
allowed himself to be taken alive. And among human
beings, too, women to begin with were the rulers and leaders; they owned all the
property, they invented all the arts. "
He stuffed the printed chintz into her arms and smiled into her eyes. "
"Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. So far as the eye could reach, the white level
road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty.
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