“Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,” said she. ’ He bowed and indicated the open door at the back of the hall. ’ ‘Don’t be stuffy, Hilary,’ admonished his betrothed. Harrison Ainsworth Internationale Bibliothek G M B H Berlin 1922 "Upon my word, friend," said I, "you have almost made me long to try what a robber I should make. Talked about his years, his position and his constituents, and always sneaked off back to his hotel just when the fun was going to begin. “No. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. He was always tenderly courteous; he answered her ordinary questions readily and her extraordinary ones patiently; he always rose when she entered or left the room. But probably not the truth. ‘You heard Gosse—I mean, the man you know as Valade?’ ‘Clear as day, miss,’ he uttered. Her back arched and she felt herself instinctively sinking into him. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. The cry was echoed by twenty different voices. "I had to give in to him.
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