“You’re still,” he said, “in the educational years. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. “Then we must try and make London endurable for you,” he remarked cheerfully. The condition of the rooms was indescribably filthy and disgusting; nor were the habits of the occupants much more cleanly. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. And they come here, and they look at our furniture to see if it is good; and they are not glad, it does not stir them, that at last, at last we can dare to have children. She nodded. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls.
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