But escape to where? She thought of the ships that sailed from the peninsulas to hot deserts where spices were traded. There was also a curious interview at a big hotel with a middle-aged, white-powdered woman, all covered with jewels and reeking of scent, who wanted a Companion. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance.
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