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"How had he offended you?" inquired the widow. Unless women are never
to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. You have never known
what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. Her lips came together with
an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her
manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly
discontented and eager for freedom and life. Never before had he seen a man like Enschede nor
heard a voice like Ruth's. She may have
any number of wasting diseases, but they cannot survive
in our bodies. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in
pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life.
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