“And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any one of my sort ever gets to prayer. But Blueskin found it impossible to make off,—at least with the spoil,—Mrs. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. Against the sinister, the threatening, monstrous inhumanity of the limitless city, there was nothing now but this supreme, ugly fact of a pursuit— the pursuit of the undesired, persistent male.
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