His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth. “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. ‘Naturally I had to come,’ confirmed the lively blonde, her eyes twinkling up at Alderley. Was the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more than a mask. . Nevertheless Sydney, clumsily, but earnestly, had something to say about it. This is a joke of yours.
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