The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. —The general who gives an order for wholesale carnage never sleeps a wink the less soundly for the midnight groans of his victims, and we should deride him as a coward if he did. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. “Don’t be too sure of that,” she answered enigmatically. And by degrees, perhaps, that maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. She reeled in excitement, she unzipped his pants while kissing him, trying not to let herself stop touching him as she unclothed him. ” She tried to think of some altered state of affairs in which these monstrous limitations would be alleviated, in which women would stand on their own feet in equal citizenship with men. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. She moved her hand off of his knee, deliberately slow. Mirages, over which he was constantly throwing bridges which were wasted efforts, since invariably they spanned solid ground. But, no. "I won't trouble you further, Jack," he remarked. In her usual style, she interviewed him for his life and was pleased that he liked nothing more than to talk about himself.
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