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He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. ’ She eyed him. But," said the fellow, with a laugh, "he soon contrived to make his way out on it, though. Out of the beaten track, far from the trails of men! He relaxed. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one, treated one as a visible concrete fact. Quite ordinary. He replied, \"Want to go sit down somewhere?\" \"Sure. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had been reached. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman.
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