One of Our Conquerors — Volume 5 by George Meredith
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'They are banned by self-respecting readers.'
'It grieves me to think differently.' Dudley looked on this fair girl, as yet innocent girl; and contrasting her with the foulness of the subject she dared discuss, it seemed to him, that a world which did not puff at her and silence, if not extinguish, was in a state of liquefaction. Remembering his renewed repentances his absence, he said: 'I do hope you may come to see, that the views shared by your mother and me are not erroneous.' 'But do not distress her,' Nesta implored him. 'She is not well. When she has grown stronger, her kind heart will move her to receive the lady, so that she may not be deprived of the society of good women. I shall hope she will not disapprove of me. I cannot forsake a friend.' 'I beg to say good-bye,' said Dudley. She had seen a rigidity smite him as she spoke; and so little startling was it, that she might have fancied it expected, save for her knowing herself too serious to have played at wiles to gain her ends. He 'wished her prudent advisers.' She thanked him. 'In a few days, Louise de Seilles will be here.' A Frenchwoman and Papist! was the interjection of his twist of brows. |
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