"She'd die! She'd die of horror and shame to see our slums and
hospitals. How can you risk it with Ellador? You'd better break
it to her gently before she really makes up her mind."
Jeff was right. I ought to have told her more fully than I did,
of all the things we had to be ashamed of. But it is very hard to
bridge the gulf of as deep a difference as existed between our life
and theirs. I tried to.
"Look here, my dear," I said to her. "If you are really
going to my country with me, you've got to be prepared for a good
many shocks. It's not as beautiful as this--the cities, I mean,
the civilized parts--of course the wild country is."
"I shall enjoy it all," she said, her eyes starry with hope.
"I understand it's not like ours. I can see how monotonous our quiet
life must seem to you, how much more stirring yours must be.
It must be like the biological change you told me about when the
second sex was introduced--a far greater movement, constant
change, with new possibilities of growth.
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