" "Vouldn't it!" replied Jack, mimicking his snuffling voice; "then shtay vere you are, and be cursed to you. She could neither speak nor move nor cry out. But, like all your overbearing sex, you must have your own way. Jeez! It was about time. ‘But I don’t trust you an inch. ” “But how?” He was, she thought, a little too insistent. He contrasted the lot of women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. ’ But she reckoned without the fellow Trodger. Most of the time, he was hunting and he returned at night. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air.
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