Then a roar of hisses. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. Her tears dissipated as she began to convulse, completely devoid of any spare fluid. For a time they walked in silence. " "Not if it will hurt her. Too damned chickenhearted to confess to me he’d run off with the woman. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. Her aunt went off at a tangent. Now, no more questions, or I shall be forced to leave the room.
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