The Bostonians

ta muallif kitobidan iqtiboslar  The Bostonians
Henry James

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"Well, then, I'll just trickle out before she begins. Good-night, sir," said Doctor Prance, who by this time had begun to appear to Ransom more susceptible of domestication, as if she had been a small forest-creature, a catamount or a ruffled doe, that had learned to stand still while you stroked it, or even to extend a paw.
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"Well, they ought to live better; that's what they ought to do." And she went on to declare, further, that she thought they all talked too much.
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She looked like a boy, and not even like a good boy. It was evident that if she had been a boy, she would have "cut" school, to try private experiments in mechanics or to make researches in natural history. It was true that if she had been a boy she would have borne some relation to a girl, whereas Doctor Prance appeared to bear none whatever. Except her intelligent eye, she had no features to speak of. Ransom asked her if she were acquainted with the lioness, and on her staring at him, without response, explained that he meant the renowned Mrs. Farrinder.
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This was the only sacred cause; this was the great, the just revolution. It must triumph, it must sweep everything before it; it must exact from the other, the brutal, blood-stained, ravening race, the last particle of expiation! It would be the greatest change the world had seen; it would be a new era for the human family, and the names of those who had helped to show the way and lead the squadrons would be the brightest in the tables of fame. They would be names of women weak, insulted, persecuted, but devoted in every pulse of their being to the cause, and asking no better fate than to die for it. It was not clear to this interesting girl in what manner such a sacrifice (as this last) would be required of her, but she saw the matter through a kind of sunrise-mist of emotion which made danger as rosy as success.
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The girl was very pretty, though she had red hair.
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As she stood there drawing on her gloves—her visitor had fortified himself against Mrs. Farrinder by another glass of wine
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"It isn't Boston—it's humanity!" Miss Chancellor, as she made this remark, rose from her chair, and her movement seemed to say that she consented.
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"Mrs. Farrinder, the celebrated——?" "Yes, the celebrated; the great apostle of the emancipation of women.
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"Is it something very Bostonian? I should like to see that," said Basil Ransom.
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She had absolutely no figure, and presented a certain appearance of feeling cold.
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