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She put her hand in his to be squeezed. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. "
"That's impossible," replied Jack. However, not a
moment is to be lost. At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable
discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of
living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly
with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the
love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. The houses were older, the
shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the
crowd, the street-like air was the same. One side of the
face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. Wood
scarcely knew where he was. “I hate this!” Lucy accused him, pointing to the
Michelle.
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