Where was the harm in letting her go? She could not get far. "You must not remain here," he said. ” “Yeah, I think she hates you, hon. There were mysterious sounds, all of them musical. . There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. ’ ‘Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,’ Gerald said. “Please, stay a while longer. “YOU wouldn’t like to be independent?” he asked, abruptly. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be laid away. "What do you want with me?" "A word in private," replied the other.
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