” He was bereft of words for a moment, and in that moment she escaped, having passed him on deftly to one of the later arrivals. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. But, not daring to confess his want of comprehension, he made a profound reverence, and retired. ” “I will think of it,” she repeated. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. 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. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. They’re fairly intricate little things. Instantly I knew that I was going to run away that night before he returned from the neighbouring island. "I cannot—dare not injure him," rejoined Trenchard, with a haggard look, and sinking, as if paralysed, into a chair.
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