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” She looked thoughtfully into the fire. The coconut plantation covered the west side. ” He paused with a sense of ineptitude. He was a little embarrassed. “My mom is making duck. For the first time, perhaps, in his life, he repented of his brutality. Even the abstract paintings on the wall were gray. At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. Good heavens! She was discussing love-making. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. But—” The tired woman raised her eyebrows in mild protest. If hopeless love for her made me a robber, it has also saved me many a crime. “What have you been doing since our last talk? Still cutting up rabbits and probing into things? I’ve often thought of that talk of ours—often.
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