Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. Ye gods! what a wilderness it is! Every one trying to get the better of every one, every one regardless of every one—it’s one of those days when every one bumps against you—every one pouring coal smoke into the air and making confusion worse confounded, motor omnibuses clattering and smelling, a horse down in the Tottenham Court Road, an old woman at the corner coughing dreadfully—all the painful sights of a great city, and here you come into it to take your chances. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. It was his tall stance and his pale skin that drew him out of the crowd. Ruth went on to explain. Few men could have done as much. Nor was this impression removed as he stole a glance at Mrs. "Can't!" repeated his mother.
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