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” “It’s scandalous, but I suppose it is. “That is where my cervix should be. When I found you, you were almost completely insane. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. I can’t forget about your sister. “Idiot!” She raged inwardly while she walked along with that air of self-contained serenity that is proper to a young lady of nearly two-and-twenty under the eye of the world. “The man alone could supply any, and if he recovers sufficiently to say anything, what he would say would exonerate you. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t. She would marry him. It dropped sideways and fell with a bang to the table. You fell in at once with her quixotic and damnable scheme of foisting her reputation and her follies upon your shoulders whilst she marries a rich man and commences all over again a life of selfish pleasure. Oh, it was very bad. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted, and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in such garments as could be most easily slipped on.
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