“Why shouldn’t one face the facts of one’s self?” She stood up. Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. We have lived under the same roof, but our ways seem to have lain wide apart. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air.
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