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This was David Courtlaw, whose ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards her sex. Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. When he returned, it was always the same. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared. "The feeling is dead within my breast. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in.
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