Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to take most of his weight. “It means that I have had enough of this slavery,” she declared. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. I'll bet you've been in Hong-Kong these two weeks already, and never a line to me. Or perhaps my father once. ” “I suppose not. "But trifle with mo no longer. "A bad girl?" She put the question as she would have put any question—leveleyed and level-toned. “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.
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