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’ Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting again. For a time she brooded on the ideals and suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for women which is woven into the existing social order. "My old coco is disintegrating. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially. Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. I did not have to dig deep in my imagination to create the status-obsessed suburban environment of Lucy’s modern milieu. Instead, they appeared to be at the hygienic level of tramps’ lodging-houses. Gerald watched her vanish into the darkness, unusually incensed. “That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. But it is all over now, and presently there will be some one else. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men.
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