‘You keep a-hold of him,’ Trodger ordered his men. The room seemed a vacuum. ” He smiled at her. She feared he might take her tears as a sign of weakness. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. The little streaks upon the germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their witness and are illuminated.
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