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Your brother has everything—I have not shown myself capable even of earning my own living except in a way which could not possibly bring any credit upon anybody. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. It was a pity people had to eat food. By this time Capes’ hair had bleached nearly white, and his skin had become a skin of red copper shot with gold. Somebody ought to talk to him, warn him. For thirty years I have lived alone; but once upon a time I lived among men. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers.
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