“Why should women be dependent on men?” she asked; and the question was at once converted into a system of variations upon the theme of “Why are things as they are?”—“Why are human beings viviparous?”—“Why are people hungry thrice a day?”—“Why does one faint at danger?” She stood for a time looking at the dry limbs and still human face of that desiccated unwrapped mummy from the very beginnings of social life. And the grotesquest fact was that she did not so much loathe, as experience with a quite critical condemnation this strange sensation of being kissed. An old woman took her in. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home. She was introduced, perhaps a little too obviously for her taste, as a girl who was standing out against her people, to a gathering that consisted of a very old lady with an extremely wrinkled skin and a deep voice who was wearing what appeared to Ann Veronica’s inexperienced eye to be an antimacassar upon her head, a shy, blond young man with a narrow forehead and glasses, two undistinguished women in plain skirts and blouses, and a middle-aged couple, very fat and alike in black, Mr. Certain it was, that the slightest sound aroused him. "I had a terrible dream last night. “I heard nothing,” he declared, “and my ears are good. She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge joyously. The great untrodden world was before her still, into which no one can pass alone. It’s my choice, Lucy. She felt she had to go on. “Quite on my own,” she said.
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