He kissed her again. “I suppose you could at least tune it for us if you know how to play. Manning, all this sort of thing is very well as sentiment, but does it correspond with the realities? Are women truly such angelic things and men so chivalrous? You men have, I know, meant to make us Queens and Goddesses, but in practice—well, look, for example, at the stream of girls one meets going to work of a morning, round-shouldered, cheap, and underfed! They aren’t queens, and no one is treating them as queens. " "How did you escape?" asked Sheppard, who, as he shook off his slumber, began to recall the events of the previous night. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. " "You're a damn fool, too!" exploded the trader. She rose from her chair, and began walking up and down the room restlessly. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. Later, when they returned home, she would serve as the topic of many conversations. Fly! they shall knock me on the head—curse 'em!—before they shall touch you. Help—should she need it—from the natives was out of the question. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. It dealt from floor to ceiling and end to end with the Theory of the Forms of Life; the very duster by the blackboard was there to do its share in that work, the very washers in the taps; the room was more simply concentrated in aim even than a church.
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