What right had she to call herself “Alcide”? It was abominable, an imposture. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman. Wait, though. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. You must say farewell to her, for I cannot. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back spiritually three hundred years. He never retires to rest till daybreak—if at all. It seemed to them they could never have been really alive before, but only dimly anticipating existence.
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