“Why destroy me, child? There are so many secrets I 231 could tell you. Still, one has to be reasonable. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. Blood and bone, body and spirit, she is selfish through and through. A woman isn’t much freer—in reality. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. To-morrow he might be sorry; but to-day, this hour! She rose, not quickly, but with a dignity which only accentuated her beauty. If we were set upon I could not defend you.
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