"You must love this place very much," said Miss Fenn, innocently, not thinking of inheritance. "So many homes are like twenty others. But this is unique, and you seem to know every cranny of it. I dare say you could never love another home so well."
"Oh, I carry it with me," said Deronda, quietly, being used to all possible thoughts of this kind. "To most men their early home is no more than a memory of their early years, and I'm not sure but they have the best of it. The image is never marred. There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side."

You must love this place very much," said Miss Fenn, innocently, not thinking of inheritance. "You seem to know every cranny of it. I dare say you could never love another home so well."
"Oh, I carry it with me," said Deronda quietly.
