Afterwards we started for a motor ride to a place outside Paris for déjeuner, and I suppose the man’s nerve failed him. "Jump!" cried Ben, in a voice of thunder. She had never dreamed of such decadence, never imagined that young people could be so happy and healthy. That was the true miracle of the gift; without actual experience, to imagine love and hate and greed and how they would react upon each other; and then, when these passions had served their temporary purpose, to cast them aside for new imaginings. She appeared to be considering. "Continue the proceedings. "What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome.
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