By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property (trademark/copyright) agreement. But she did not talk readily, and in order to say something she plunged a little, and felt she plunged. What you said wanted saying. It is repulsive. “Why should women be dependent on men?” she asked; and the question was at once converted into a system of variations upon the theme of “Why are things as they are?”—“Why are human beings viviparous?”—“Why are people hungry thrice a day?”—“Why does one faint at danger?” She stood for a time looking at the dry limbs and still human face of that desiccated unwrapped mummy from the very beginnings of social life. simply lost all hope. “I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. ‘And if he is dead I know not. It was a clear, lovely, October morning.
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