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meant having any more actual experience than at an Anglican girls' school, it was just as though she had never been a Progressive, had never read a line of Freud, had never discussed anything but topics proper to a maiden aunt. This, at Batscombe, was serious. That is not to say it was not a laughing matter. That was precisely why it was so serious. For, if you did not have an affair at Batscombe, it was almost as bad as though, at a good old-fashioned "finishing school," your French accent was too English. Those whose accent and idiom were perfect made amusing little mots about you behind your back. Yet Batscombe was in the first flight of progress and Miss Potts had gone on drawing an astringent comfort from that. Granted, she might not have made the grade among the residents themselves, yet there she was. The intellectual, scholastic world, if unwillingly, looked up to Batscombe, she was sure, and anyone on its staff was a distinct figure, above the crowd. And even if you could not cash in on all the liberties you preached, well, after all, wasn't there something finer in that anyhow? Though you might not get any of the beer, you could play skittles with other pompous people's convictions and scornfully tell them what you thought of their "opium."
Indeed, once or twice, when she had been asked during vacations to address small groups of inquirers at Hampstead, she had tried (and brought off, she believed), as a sort of peroration for Progressives, those long passages from Shaw and Russell. One was G.B.S.'s aphorism: He who seeks for new liberties for others will not, before they are openly granted for all, prejudice his case with the public by pre maturely availing himself of a special license. She culminated

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