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Zuleika Dobson; Or, An Oxford Love Story
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Sir Max Beerbohm
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It
was
wrong
to
mix
up
facts
and
fancies.
But
why
should
her
present
servants
deal
with
only
one
little
special
set
of
the
variegated
facts
of
life?
It
was
not
in
her
power
to
interfere.
The
Nine,
by
the
terms
of
the
charter
that
Zeus
had
granted
to
them,
were
bound
to
leave
their
servants
an
absolutely
free
hand.
But
Clio
could
at
least
refrain
from
reading
the
works
which,
by
a
legal
fiction,
she
was
supposed
to
inspire.
Once
or
twice
in
the
course
of
a
century,
she
would
glance
into
this
or
that
new
history
book,
only
to
lay
it
down
with
a
shrug
of
her
shoulders.
Some
of
the
mediaeval
chronicles
she
rather
liked.
But
when,
one
day,
Pallas
asked
her
what
she
thought
of
“The
Decline
and
Fall
of
the
Roman
Empire”
her
only
answer
was
“ostis
toia
echei
en
edone
echei
en
edone
toia”
(For
people
who
like
that
kind
of
thing,
that
is
the
kind
of
thing
they
like).
This
she
did
let
slip.
Generally,
throughout
all
the
centuries,
she
kept
up
a
pretence
of
thinking
history
the
greatest
of
all
the
arts.
She
always
held
her
head
high
among
her
Sisters.
It
was
only
on
the
sly
that
she
was
an
omnivorous
reader
of
dramatic
and
lyric
poetry.
She
watched
with
keen
interest
the
earliest
developments
of
the
prose
romance
in
southern
Europe;
and
after
the
publication
of
“Clarissa
Harlowe”
she
spent
practically
all
her
time
in
reading
novels.
It
was
not
until
the
Spring
of
the
year
1863
that
an
entirely
new
element
forced
itself
into
her
peaceful
life.
Zeus
fell
in
love
with
her.
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