Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. He turned to observe what this object was that had so unexpectedly diverted the young man's attention. "Where are you going?" she asked. "My name will only be remembered as that of a robber," he mused; "but it shall be remembered as that of a bold one: and this night's achievement, if it does nothing else, shall prevent me from being classed with the common herd of depredators. He contrasted the lot of women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. She was naturally weaker, she would tire quicker, and she need not concern herself with the peculiar obligations of honour obtaining amongst gentlemen.
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