"As I said before, I have little reliance upon professions of gratitude. Unless he has killed someone. Here was the place behind the shed where she had used to hide from Roddy’s persecutions, and here the border of herbaceous perennials under whose stems was fairyland. She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head. Nobody knows what his real name is, but he's a Hollander. 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.
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