‘You see, it is that I am a female, and you all are men. By this action, Lucy already knew what the answer was. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. . Leave the room! leave the house, Sir! and enter it again at your peril.
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