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"I was afraid it would be so. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. “Do you hear!” she said “whatever you are, wherever you are! I will not be slave to the thought of any man, slave to the customs of any time. Deep silences came between them. It is in vain to struggle against the arm of fate. At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. ‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. "Then I am old-fashioned. But I won't be cheated of my prize.
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