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Pondridge she said the healer, was such a fine man, and he had such difficulty in making two ends meet, and getting his theories recognised. It was just such indifference and prejudice as her father manifested which was keeping him back. It would be so splendid for both of them! "I perceive," said Jolyon, "that you are trying to kill two birds with one stone." "To cure, you mean!" cried June.
"Dad," said June, "if you only knew how old-fashioned that sounds! Nobody can afford to be half-hearted nowadays." "I'm afraid," murmured Jolyon, with his smile, "that's the only natural symptom with which Mr. Pondridge need not supply me.
"Dad," said June, "if you only knew how old-fashioned that sounds! Nobody can afford to be half-hearted nowadays." "I'm afraid," murmured Jolyon, with his smile, "that's the only natural symptom with which Mr. Pondridge need not supply me.
"Dad," said June, "if you only knew how old-fashioned that sounds! Nobody can afford to be half-hearted nowadays." "I'm afraid," murmured Jolyon, with his smile, "that's the only natural symptom with which Mr. Pondridge need not supply me.
Pondridge she said the healer, was such a fine man, and he had such difficulty in making two ends meet and getting his theories recognised. It was just such indifference and prejudice as her father manifested which was keeping him back. It would be so splendid for both of them! "I perceive," said Jolyon, "that you are trying to kill two birds with one stone." "To cure, you mean!" cried June.
"You've no idea how devoted Pondridge is. He puts his science before everything." "Just," replied Jolyon, puffing the mild cigarette to which he was reduced, "as Mr. Paul Post puts his art, eh? Art for Art's sake Science for the sake of Science. I know those enthusiastic egomaniac gentry. They vivisect you without blinking. I'm enough of a Forsyte to give them the go-by, June."
"You've no idea how devoted Pondridge is. He puts his science before everything." "Just," replied Jolyon, puffing the mild cigarette to which he was reduced, "as Mr. Paul Post puts his art, eh? Art for Art's sake Science for the sake of Science. I know those enthusiastic egomaniac gentry. They vivisect you without blinking. I'm enough of a Forsyte to give them the go-by, June."
"You've no idea how devoted Pondridge is. He puts his science before everything." "Just," replied Jolyon, puffing the mild cigarette to which he was reduced, "as Mr. Paul Post puts his art, eh? Art for Art's sake Science for the sake of Science. I know those enthusiastic egomaniac gentry. They vivisect you without blinking. I'm enough of a Forsyte to give them the go-by, June."
Pondridge she said the healer, was such a fine man, and he had such difficulty in making two ends meet, and getting his theories recognised. It was just such indifference and prejudice as her father manifested which was keeping him back. It would be so splendid for both of them! "I perceive," said Jolyon, "that you are trying to kill two birds with one stone." "To cure, you mean!" cried June.
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