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“Only—I have come face to face—with something terrible, and wholly unexpected trouble. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. I defy you to explain it away. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. And, as he quitted the room, the poor widow fell with her face upon the floor. Only now it does not matter at all because Joan has come and has seen me. But still she knew they were not right, and at times they became a horrible obsession as of something waiting for her round the corner.
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