"I'm afraid we'll have to dig into his trunk," he said. He contrasted the lot of women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. “If I am,” he answered, reddening, “you can scarcely assert that it is without a cause. ‘Cousin? But I am a fool. 1. Her father for fifteen years, and you now for the rest of her life! Tell her you're a thief. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor. And she, she in her own person too, was this eternal Bios, beginning again its recurrent journey to selection and multiplication and failure or survival.
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