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" This she did carefully, but inwardly commenting that he was still in the realm of strange fancies. They did not speak until he had driven past town limits and were on the highway. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. Maggot. "Love me, love my dog! Because I've scolded him and told him a few truths, you are ice to me. . Her teeth were chattering so hard that she had to clench them for fear of biting off her own tongue. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. I can. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley.
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