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He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. I trust that no unpleasant rumours will be circulated before the election, at any rate. Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed. "Bring him out, Quilt. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. And let's see if either of these women, who prate of their love for you, will do as much. All the best novels have been written by women, and yet see how men sneer at the lady novelist still! There’s only one way to get on for a woman, and that is to please men. I tried painting and couldn’t get on. . She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption.
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