Mr。Ramsay
at the
other end
of the
table，flinched
for her
exposed to
these
fangs，and
was
thankful。For
at any
rate，she
said to
herself，catching
sight of
the salt
cellar on
the
pattern，she
need not
marry，thank
Heaven：she
need not
undergo
that
degradation。She
was saved
from that
dilution。She
would move
the tree
rather
more to
the
middle。
Such was
the
complexity
of
things。For
what
happened
to
her，especially
staying
with the
Ramsays，was
to be made
to feel
