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Chapter 19

           Theycouldnotimproveuponthat,whatevertheymightsay;andhisownpositionbecamemoresecure.Theloverswerefiddlesticks,hethought,collectingitallinhismindagain.That’sfiddlesticks,that’sfirst-rate,hethought,puttingonethingbesideanother.Buthemustreaditagain.Hecouldnotrememberthewholeshapeofthething.Hehadtokeephisjudgementinsuspense.Sohereturnedtotheotherthoughtifyoungmendidnotcareforthis,naturallytheydidnotcareforhimeither.Oneoughtnottocomplain,thoughtMr.Ramsay,tryingtostiflehisdesiretocomplaintohiswifethatyoungmendidnotadmirehim.Buthewasdetermined;hewouldnotbotherheragain.Herehelookedatherreading.Shelookedverypeaceful,reading.Helikedtothinkthateveryonehadtakenthemselvesoffandthatheandshewerealone.Thewholeoflifedidnotconsistingoingtobedwithawoman,hethought,returningtoScottandBalzac,totheEnglishnovelandtheFrenchnovel.

           Mrs.Ramsayraisedherheadandlikeapersoninalightsleepseemedtosaythatifhewantedhertowakeshewould,shereallywould,butotherwise,mightshegoonsleeping,justalittlelonger,justalittlelonger?Shewasclimbingupthosebranches,thiswayandthat,layinghandsononeflowerandthenanother.

           

           "Norpraisethedeepvermilionintherose,"

           

           sheread,andsoreadingshewasascending,shefelt,ontothetop,ontothesummit.Howsatisfying!Howrestful!Alltheoddsandendsofthedaystucktothismagnet;hermindfeltswept,feltclean.

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