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Chapter 2. Mrs General

           Shemighthavebeentaken—hadbeentaken—tothetopoftheAlpsandthebottomofHerculaneum,withoutdisarrangingafoldinherdress,ordisplacingapin.Ifhercountenanceandhairhadratheraflouryappearance,asthoughfromlivinginsometranscendentlygenteelMill,itwasratherbecauseshewasachalkycreationaltogether,thanbecauseshemendedhercomplexionwithvioletpowder,orhadturnedgrey.Ifhereyeshadnoexpression,itwasprobablybecausetheyhadnothingtoexpress.Ifshehadfewwrinkles,itwasbecausehermindhadnevertraceditsnameoranyotherinscriptiononherface.Acool,waxy,blown-outwoman,whohadneverlightedwell.

           MrsGeneralhadnoopinions.Herwayofformingamindwastopreventitfromformingopinions.Shehadalittlecircularsetofmentalgroovesorrailsonwhichshestartedlittletrainsofotherpeople’sopinions,whichneverovertookoneanother,andnevergotanywhere.Evenherproprietycouldnotdisputethattherewasimproprietyintheworld;butMrsGeneral’swayofgettingridofitwastoputitoutofsight,andmakebelievethattherewasnosuchthing.Thiswasanotherofherwaysofformingamind—tocramallarticlesofdifficultyintocupboards,lockthemup,andsaytheyhadnoexistence.Itwastheeasiestway,and,beyondallcomparison,theproperest.

           MrsGeneralwasnottobetoldofanythingshocking.Accidents,miseries,andoffences,werenevertobementionedbeforeher.PassionwastogotosleepinthepresenceofMrsGeneral,andbloodwastochangetomilkandwater

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