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I have only just left Wych Street. He could not understand how men could live ignoring this one predominant interest, this wonderful research into personality and the possibilities of pleasing, these complex, fascinating expeditions that began in interest and mounted to the supremest, most passionate intimacy. Nature is a mother; her sympathies have always been feminist, and she has tempered the man to the shorn woman. ‘The credentials, milor’,’ he ventured. Wood,—"he'll never mend. 133 “TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the cacophony beyond the walls. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. ‘And what is it you’re to rescue her from, I should like to know. Wood, contemptuously, "he'll never mend till he comes to Tyburn. Kneebone?" "He'd better not," muttered Blueskin.
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