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Malling went the next day to morning and evening service at St. Joseph's. / He was not invited to lunch in Onslow Gardens, and he did not see Lady / Sophia. On the whole, he was glad of this. He had enough to keep in his / mind that day. The matter in which he was interested seemed growing / before his eyes, like a thing coming out of the earth, but now beginning / to thrust itself up into regions where perhaps it would eventually be / hidden in darkness, with the great company of mysteries whose unraveling / is beyond the capacity of man.
He had now, he felt sure, a clear comprehension of Lady Sophia. Their / short interview at Burlington House had been illuminating. She was a / typical example of the Adam's-rib woman; that is, of the woman who, / intensely, almost exaggeratedly feminine, can live in any fullness only / through another, and that other a man. Through Mr. Harding Lady Sophia / had hitherto lived, and had doubtless, in her view, triumphed. Obviously / a woman not free from a nervous vanity, and a woman of hungry ambition, / her vanity and ambition had been fed by his growing notoriety, his / increasing success and influence. The rib had thrilled with the body to / which it belonged.