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She kept her face downcast. ’ His friend held it out of the way. She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. He sat down beside her and stroked her hair. When the carpenter a moment afterwards stretched out his hand, scarcely knowing whether he was alive or dead, he found himself alone. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. “Do you see why you cannot survive in the world without me? The world is full of mundane things, Lucia, but it is also full of terrible things. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. "I'll not believe it. She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than Shari’s low cut numbers. 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. It was not only Leonardo who had instilled in her this distrust of men. . “While we were minding the children they stole our rights and liberties. He HAD followed her! What had he followed her for? He must have followed her all the way from beyond Grosvenor Square.
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