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Raymount, anxious as to the result, should allow things to go on thus; but, in the first place, she had such thorough confidence in Hester as not to think it possible she should fall in love with such a man as Vavasor; and, in the second place, it is wonderful what weakness may co-exist with what strength, what worldliness stand side by side with what spirituality for a time, that is, till the one, for one must, overcome the other; Mrs.
"You are too much of a philosopher for me, Miss Raymount," said Vavasor with a smile. "But just answer me one question. What if a man is too weak to change?" "He must change," said Hester. Then first Vavasor began to feel the conversation getting quite too serious. "Ah, well!" he said. "But don't you think this is rather ah rather don't you know? for an aquarium?" Hester did not reply.
Raymount was by this time tolerably familiar with her husband's moods, but she had never before seen him look just so, and was puzzled. The fact was he had never before had such a pleasant surprise, and sat absorbed in a foretaste of bliss, of which the ray of March sun that lighted up the delicate transparencies of the veined crocuses purple and golden, might seem the announcing angel.
Raymount and Vavasor laughed, the latter recognizing in Hester's extemporization a vein similar to his own. But Hester was already searching, and presently found a song to her mind one, that was, fit for Cornelius. "Come now, Corney," she said; "here is a song I should like you to be able to sing!"
"There must surely be something human in their bodies as well, for now and then I see their ways and motions so like those of men and women, that I felt for a moment almost as if I understood how they were feeling, and were just going to know what they were thinking." "I suspect," said Mr. Raymount, "your mother's too much of a poet to be trusted alone in an aquarium.
I entreat thee for no favor, Smallest nothingness; I will hoard thy dropt glove's savor, Wafture of thy dress. So my love shall daring linger! Moth-like round thy flame; Move not, pray, forbidden finger Death to me thy blame. Vavasor had gone half-way towards Mrs. Raymount, then turned, and now stood watching Hester. So long was her head bent over his paper that he grew uncomfortably anxious.
"Mind we don't forget to mention it as we go back," he said to Mark. "Thank you! How brave of you, major Marvel!" said Mrs. Raymount. The Major laughed with his usual merriment. "If it had been the horse of the Rajah of Rumtool," he said, "I should have been brave indeed only by this time there would have been nothing left of me to thank. A man would have needed courage to take him by the head!
It is a perfect paradise. I feel its loveliness the more that I am so soon to hear its gates close behind me. Happily there is no flaming sword to mount guard against the expelled!" "You must bring your aunt some time, Mr. Vavasor. We should make her very welcome," said Mrs. Raymount. "Unfortunately, with all her good qualities, my aunt, as I have said, is a little peculiar.
In the exercise of his calling Raymount was compelled to think more carefully than before, and thus not only his mind took a fresh start, but his moral and spiritual nature as well.
And she is one of the women that follow him only she needs such a lesson as he gave his disciples through the Syrophenician woman. Mr. Raymount had such an opinion of himself, that while he never obtruded his opinions upon others, he never imagined them disregarded in his own family. It never entered his mind that any member of it might in this or that think differently from himself.
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