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‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. It seems to me a woman’s duty to be beautiful, to BE beautiful and
to behave beautifully, and politics are by their very nature ugly. The sky periodically
pummeled her with hail pellets as she would pass through
the deserted intersections. The effort to maintain
her self-control was almost superhuman. ”
“But I didn’t lose it that way, did I?” She grew
hysterical. As he
looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. He
saluted awkwardly. "
And her faithful attendant, drowned in tears, withdrew, followed by the two
assistants. “What are you doing?” He cried. Like
a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of
heavier mould. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous
dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was
not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few
minutes gone. ” She said.
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