Suddenly Anna felt her hand seized and imprisoned in Courtlaw’s burning fingers. “Let’s go in here. Day after day for a measured hour in the lecture-theatre, with elaborate power and patience, Russell pieced together difficulty and suggestion, instance and counter-instance, in the elaborate construction of the family tree of life. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her apparent obedience. Who invented them? Nobody knows. “There is my aunt,” she said.
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