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that he had come into the world full seven weeks

before his time; his skin was very red; his eyes were very se for his ridiculous face; his fingers were

fine, like little claws; and his hands--she could hardly feel their

feeble kneading of her breast He was not at all a pretty baby, but he

was very light to hold

Tyson had not the least objection to Stanistreet or Sir Peter and the

rest of them, they elcome to stare at his wife as much as they

pleased; but he was insanely jealous of thisthat

claian to have a positive dislike to

seeing her with the child There was a strain of morbid sensibility in

his nature, and as beautiful to him in a Botticelli Madonna,

properly painted and framed, was not beautiful--to hi, as I said, but the thing

itself, the flesh and blood of it, was altogether too much for his

fastidious nerves And yet once or twice he had seen her turn away froown; once she had

started up and left the room when he came into it; and, curious

contradiction that he was, it had hurt hinized in these demonstrations a prouder instinct than feminine

false shame It was as if she had tried to hide fronation to guard the portals

of her soul To be sure he was in no

sanctuaries; but for all that he did not like to have the door slammed

in his face