You are marvelous!” Carolyn Diedermayer exclaimed. “I don’t believe there is one. " "What for?" demanded the turnkey. He regretted now that in his idle hours he hadn't hunted up one against the rainy day. She became more and more alive, not so much to a system of ideas as to a big diffused impulse toward change, to a great discontent with and criticism of life as it is lived, to a clamorous confusion of ideas for reconstruction—reconstruction of the methods of business, of economic development, of the rules of property, of the status of children, of the clothing and feeding and teaching of every one; she developed a quite exaggerated consciousness of a multitude of people going about the swarming spaces of London with their minds full, their talk and gestures full, their very clothing charged with the suggestion of the urgency of this pervasive project of alteration. You are not going to that infidel Russell’s classes. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. She turned quickly.
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