She hadn't measured up; she had been stupid; she hadn't known how to make love. At length, he fell down on the road, fully expecting each moment would prove his last. Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. “Can’t you SEE how things are?” she said. Now lend me your own hand. An admirable alternative presented itself and she sighed, spreading her hands. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins. Flinging her back against it, she put her hands out, barring his way. It had certainly caused some havoc in the uninhabited mansion, chewing through Holland covers to get at the furniture beneath, and knocking down a fire guard and a couple of wooden stands.
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