It’s too valiant, Miss Stanley, too valiant altogether!” Ann Veronica meditated. It consisted, like pre-Roman Gaul, of three parts. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. Was it that the struggle of things to survive produced as a sort of necessary byproduct these intense preferences and appreciations, or was it that some mystical outer thing, some great force, drove life beautyward, even in spite of expediency, regardless of survival value and all the manifest discretions of life? She went to Capes with that riddle and put it to him very carefully and clearly, and he talked well—he always talked at some length when she took a difficulty to him—and sent her to a various literature upon the markings of butterflies, the incomprehensible elaboration and splendor of birds of Paradise and hummingbirds’ plumes, the patterning of tigers, and a leopard’s spots. Her mind had been and was full of the thought of Capes, a huge generalized Capes-lover. She got hysterical. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. .
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