‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. "Ireton, as you captured him, the
reward is yours. Her mind went on generalizing. And when I ask you why it is you do so, you
have no answer. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thénardiers. He worked afternoons,
when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light,
with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that
tried to get out and could not. It was eleven o'clock. Why should some
things and not others open the deeps?”
“Well, that might, after all, be an outcome of selection—like the preference
for blue flowers, which are not nearly so bright as yellow, of some insects. You would
be alarmed of how sulphurous it is, how sickeningly
sweet.
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