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For a time she brooded on the ideals and suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for women which is woven into the existing social order. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. ‘I know you, Gerald. It’s my other side of the moon. You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter.
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