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seen too many seasons, too many cities, too many men, for her abilities, and even with Cecil she was mechanical, and behaved as if he was not one son, but, so to speak, a filial crowd. "Make Lucy one of us," she said, looking round intelligently at the end of each sentence, and straining her lips apart until she spoke again. "Lucy is becoming wonderful--wonderful." "Her music always was wonderful." "Yes, but she is purging off the Honeychurch taint, most excellent Honeychurches, but you know what I mean. She is not always quoting servants, or asking one how the pudding is made." "Italy has done it." "Perhaps," she murmured, thinking of the museum that represented Italy to her. "It is just
possible. Cecil, mind you marry her next January. She is one of us already." "But her music!" he exclaimed. "The style of her! How she kept to Schumann when, like an idiot, I wanted Beethoven. Schumann was right for this evening. Schumann was the thing. Do you know, mother, I shall have our children educated just like Lucy. Bring them up among honest country folks for freshness, send them to Italy for subtlety, and then--not till then--let them come to London. I don't believe in these London educations--" He broke off, remembering that he had had one himself, and concluded, "At all events, not for women." "Make her one of us," repeated Mrs. Vyse, and processed to bed. As she was dozing off, a cry--the cry of nightmare--rang from Lucy's room. Lucy could ring for the maid if she liked but Mrs. Vyse thought it kind to go herself. She found the girl sitting upright with her hand on her cheek.
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seen too many seasons, too many cities, too<br />
many men, for her abilities, and even with<br />
Cecil she was mechanical, and behaved as if<br />
he was not one son, but, so to speak, a filial<br />
crowd.<br />
"Make Lucy one of us," she said, looking<br />
round intelligently at the end of each sentence,<br />
and straining her lips apart until she spoke<br />
again. "Lucy is becoming<br />
wonderful--wonderful."<br />
"Her music always was wonderful."<br />
"Yes, but she is purging off the Honeychurch<br />
taint, most excellent Honeychurches, but you<br />
know what I mean. She is not always quoting<br />
servants, or asking one how the pudding is<br />
made."<br />
"Italy has done it."<br />
"Perhaps," she murmured, thinking of the<br />
museum that represented Italy to her. "It is just
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