I'm about to ring for supper. Either we go forth together, or they shall bury me. I have healed and I am still your wife!\" She looked at him desperately, his eyes illuminated by firelight. “A woman wants a proper alliance with a man, a man who is better stuff than herself. “You ask me to be engaged to you, Mr. Manning, all this sort of thing is very well as sentiment, but does it correspond with the realities? Are women truly such angelic things and men so chivalrous? You men have, I know, meant to make us Queens and Goddesses, but in practice—well, look, for example, at the stream of girls one meets going to work of a morning, round-shouldered, cheap, and underfed! They aren’t queens, and no one is treating them as queens. Was there no echo anywhere in Miss Stanley’s pacified brain? Those empty rooms, if they were empty, were the equivalents of astoundingly decorated predecessors. I've told you about him; and you wrote a shrewd yarn on the subject. .
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