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One of these was a classification of women into women who are and women who are not hostile to men. It struck the major that she was very young. And I guessed you would attack if I startled you. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. He rose at once to his feet and turned a white face upon her. " Aware apparently in some degree, of the mistake she had committed, the poor maniac sprang towards him with frantic violence, and planted her long nails in his cheek. Don't you remember? There were four of us, and we went touring in the city. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise.
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