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"It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath. I wanted to talk to you before when you first came to live here two years ago, but I never did. . Not us. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. “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. Look out, it’s coming. Lucy stole her last chance to observe Martin Chen, looking provocatively into his 257 eyes as the door was shut. If you don’t think it would be a social outrage, perhaps I might walk with you to your railway station.
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