She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the sinking of her heart. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. " Jack could stand no more. Jolly nice girl, too. " "The White Hollyhock would fit her better. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. She had set out to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without counting the cost either for herself or others. He blushed, too, spiritually, as it were. After all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy, marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line, must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff.
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