People, nobody, can do as they like in this world. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’ He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman.
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