“Eight, Cavendish Square. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance. Something drew you. He was ready to seed his legacy, and you were a pawn to be moved out of the way. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. You are in danger. Or felt it. ” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day.
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