She wants to be free—she wants to be legally and economically free, so as not to be subject to the wrong man; but only God, who made the world, can alter things to prevent her being slave to the right one. She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris. "Don't look at it, I entreat," she cried. Beyond that everything was nebulous. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called her The Sow. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat.
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