It was hard to meet that gaze. “And yet I wonder whether the world ever held such another enigma in her sex. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. You promise me you’ll never grow old, you hear?” “I promise. As a matter of fact I have been waiting for you. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. You are too kind. It had been part of her wedding trousseau, a gift from her family to his. Yet I think that he will do it. I have had my day; and there were women in it. “Beats me. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. ‘Precisely.
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