I’ll protect you!” He cried. . You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. Hitherto in the world’s history there had been precursors of this Progress at great intervals, voices that had spoken and ceased, but now it was all coming on together in a rush. Her eye wandered quickly over that riotous and disorderly assemblage, until it settled upon one group more riotous and disorderly than the rest, of which her son formed the principal figure. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. She left for good after he fell asleep. She took his hand in hers. Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years.
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