“Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. Wood, ironically; "but I used to think it required
something more than mere words to prove that a person's character was abused. I've tried the plan, and found it answer. It is
not at all comme il faut. ’
The girl shook her head violently, setting the feathers on her hat bobbing. He dined, and then pleaded a political engagement. Before her was a great Gothic portal. I'm hungry. Somehow her walk home
with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic
rejection, a slamming. A thing
which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should
be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. He contrasted the lot of
women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating
martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted
and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of
an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. The horse-soldiers wheeled round
and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart.
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