” She gasped. “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. Her natural instincts reasserted themselves. She repeated this breathlessly. Before I met you I never met any one whom I felt I could love, but you have discovered depths in my own nature I had scarcely suspected. She looked up, and recognized Mr. ” She hesitated. “What were you doing?” Her voice was a little hysterical. "I do," replied Sheppard. Montressor’s guests. “We will try and make you happy, my dear, so that you may learn that lovemaking is perhaps a little more than your idea of a woman’s duty.
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