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" She paused. Even there a woman never gets a fair chance. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. It contains news of the serious illness of a near relation at Paris. ” She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to: “What’s the good of pretending? “I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of and indifferent to her proceedings. I kept watch over you, for fear of a surprise on the part of Jonathan. A shiver slid down inside her.
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