He Knew He Was Right by Anthony Trollope
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'but if she is to marry, I think she had better marry a fool. After
all, a fool generally knows that he is a fool, and will trust some one, though he may not trust his wife.' 'I will never wittingly marry a fool,' said Nora. 'You will marry Mr Glascock, of course. I don't say that he is a fool; but I do not think he has that kind of strength which shows itself in perversity.' 'If he asked me, I should not have him, and he will never ask me.' 'He will ask you, and, of course, you'll take him. Why not? You can't be otherwise than a woman. And you must marry. And this man is a gentleman, and will be a peer. There is nothing on earth against him, except that he does not set the Thames on fire. Louis intends to set the Thames on fire some day, and see what comes of it.' 'All the same, I shall not marry Mr Glascock. A woman can die, at any rate,' said Nora. 'No, she can't. A woman must be decent; and to die of want is very indecent. She can't die, and she mustn't be in want, and she oughtn't to be a burden. I suppose it was thought necessary that every man should have two to choose from; and therefore there are so many more of us than the world wants. I wonder whether you'd mind taking that downstairs to his table? I don't like to send it by the servant; and I don't want to go myself.' |
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