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Chapter 37

           "Sheseatedherselfonadarkottomanwiththebrownbooksbehindher,lookinginherplaindressofsomethinwoollen-whitematerial,withoutasingleornamentonherbesidesherwedding-ring,asifshewereunderavowtobedifferentfromallotherwomen;andWillsatdownoppositeherattwoyards’distance,thelightfallingonhisbrightcurlsanddelicatebutratherpetulantprofile,withitsdefiantcurvesoflipandchin.Eachlookedattheotherasiftheyhadbeentwoflowerswhichhadopenedthenandthere.Dorotheaforthemomentforgotherhusband’smysteriousirritationagainstWill:itseemedfreshwateratherthirstylipstospeakwithoutfeartotheonepersonwhomshehadfoundreceptive;forinlookingbackwardthroughsadnesssheexaggeratedapastsolace.

           "IhaveoftenthoughtthatIshouldliketotalktoyouagain,"shesaid,immediately."ItseemsstrangetomehowmanythingsIsaidtoyou."

           "Irememberthemall,"saidWill,withtheunspeakablecontentinhissouloffeelingthathewasinthepresenceofacreatureworthytobeperfectlyloved.Ithinkhisownfeelingsatthatmomentwereperfect,forwemortalshaveourdivinemoments,whenloveissatisfiedinthecompletenessthebelovedobject.

           "IhavetriedtolearnagreatdealsincewewereinRome,"saidDorothea."IcanreadLatinalittle,andIambeginningtounderstandjustalittleGreek.IcanhelpMr.Casaubonbetternow.Icanfindoutreferencesforhimandsavehiseyesinmanyways.

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