Part 2 Now, while Ann Veronica was taking these soundings in the industrial sea, and measuring herself against the world as it is, she was also making extensive explorations among the ideas and attitudes of a number of human beings who seemed to be largely concerned with the world as it ought to be. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. I knew it. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. The manager, however, who stood in the wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars of the music. Her cheeks were aflame. You do not believe me. He had no ideas about daughters. ’ Her features broke apart in a laugh.
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