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What a terrifying reflection it is, by the way, that nearly all our deep love for women who are not our kindred depends---at any rate, in the first instance---upon their personal appearances. If we lost them, and found them again dreadful to look on, though otherwise they were the very same, should we still love them?
顺便说一句，这是一个多么可怕的反映啊，我们对那些与我们没有血缘关系的女人几乎所有的深爱都取决于——至少在最初的时候——她们的外表。如果我们失去了它们，又发现它们看起来很可怕，尽管它们本来就是一样的，我们还会爱它们吗?