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Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. ” He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. “He wants to settle something on you, I believe. But think of the disillusionment! Except for our sex we have minds like men, desires like men. . She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. Tickle the ears of their reverences with any idle nonsense you please: but tell them nothing you care to have repeated.
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