"Well, that beats all I ever heard of!" roared Blueskin. “Why should women be dependent on men?” she asked; and the question was at once converted into a system of variations upon the theme of “Why are things as they are?”—“Why are human beings viviparous?”—“Why are people hungry thrice a day?”—“Why does one faint at danger?” She stood for a time looking at the dry limbs and still human face of that desiccated unwrapped mummy from the very beginnings of social life. "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. ” “Nor I,” said Ann Veronica. “I do not wish to make impertinent inquiries into your private life.
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