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“I have never yet met a man whose intellect I could respect. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. “I wonder—I wonder if we shall ever get like that. ’ ‘Is she now? And what would you be wanting of her, may I ask?’ ‘Because she knows something that may make this fool understand that I am the mistress of—’ She broke off. F. ” “I am afraid,” she said, preceding him down the narrow stairs, “that I am going to be too busy to have much time for gadding about. It’s a sort of guarantee of confidence. She's the boss. We’ve deserted the posts in which we found ourselves, cut our duties, exposed ourselves to risks that may destroy any sort of social usefulness in us. Goopes when at home dressed simply in a pajama-shaped suit of canvas sacking tied with brown ribbons, while his wife wore a purple djibbah with a richly embroidered yoke. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four.
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