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Chapter 17

           Shecouldseehowitwasfromhismannerhewantedtoasserthimself,andsoitwouldalwaysbewithhimtillhegothisProfessorshipormarriedhiswife,andsoneednotbealwayssaying,"III."ForthatwaswhathiscriticismofpoorSirWalter,orperhapsitwasJaneAusten,amountedto."III."Hewasthinkingofhimselfandtheimpressionhewasmaking,asshecouldtellbythesoundofhisvoice,andhisemphasisandhisuneasiness.Successwouldbegoodforhim.Atanyratetheywereoffagain.Nowsheneednotlisten.Itcouldnotlast,sheknew,butatthemomenthereyesweresoclearthattheyseemedtogoroundthetableunveilingeachofthesepeople,andtheirthoughtsandtheirfeelings,withouteffortlikealightstealingunderwatersothatitsripplesandthereedsinitandtheminnowsbalancingthemselves,andthesuddensilenttroutarealllituphanging,trembling.Soshesawthem;sheheardthem;butwhatevertheysaidhadalsothisquality,asifwhattheysaidwaslikethemovementofatroutwhen,atthesametime,onecanseetherippleandthegravel,somethingtotheright,somethingtotheleft;andthewholeisheldtogether;forwhereasinactivelifeshewouldbenettingandseparatingonethingfromanother;shewouldbesayingshelikedtheWaverlynovelsorhadnotreadthem;shewouldbeurgingherselfforward;nowshesaidnothing.Forthemoment,shehungsuspended.

           "Ah,buthowlongdoyouthinkit’lllast?"saidsomebody.

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