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Chapter 17

           Itwasasifshehadantennaetremblingoutfromher,which,interceptingcertainsentences,forcedthemuponherattention.Thiswasoneofthem.Shescenteddangerforherhusband.Aquestionlikethatwouldlead,almostcertainly,tosomethingbeingsaidwhichremindedhimofhisownfailure.Howlongwouldhebereadhewouldthinkatonce.WilliamBankes(whowasentirelyfreefromallsuchvanity)laughed,andsaidheattachednoimportancetochangesinfashion.Whocouldtellwhatwasgoingtolastinliteratureorindeedinanythingelse?

           "Letusenjoywhatwedoenjoy,"hesaid.HisintegrityseemedtoMrs.Ramsayquiteadmirable.Heneverseemedforamomenttothink,Buthowdoesthisaffectme?Butthenifyouhadtheothertemperament,whichmusthavepraise,whichmusthaveencouragement,naturallyyoubegan(andsheknewthatMr.Ramsaywasbeginning)tobeuneasy;towantsomebodytosay,Oh,butyourworkwilllast,Mr.Ramsay,orsomethinglikethat.Heshowedhisuneasinessquiteclearlynowbysaying,withsomeirritation,that,anyhow,Scott(orwasitShakespeare?)wouldlasthimhislifetime.Hesaiditirritably.Everybody,shethought,feltalittleuncomfortable,withoutknowingwhy.ThenMintaDoyle,whoseinstinctwasfine,saidbluffly,absurdly,thatshedidnotbelievethatanyonereallyenjoyedreadingShakespeare.Mr.Ramsaysaidgrimly(buthismindwasturnedawayagain)thatveryfewpeoplelikeditasmuchastheysaidtheydid.

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