But she could tell by the dullness of his eyes that he saw only some inner vision. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here. I have an appetite which I dare not increase. She put her mouth on him. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another.
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