For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. “I wonder,” he said, “if women do know things by instinct? I have my doubts about feminine instinct. That is how I learned that there were such things as novels.
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