In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. She heard the sounds of Rhea scuttling about, and then feeding, brutally. Ann Veronica was carried off her intellectual and critical feet by it altogether, and applauded and uttered cries that subsequent reflection failed to endorse. Brutes! They are the brute still with us! Science some day may teach us a way to do without them. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. This is such a grand time! Such a glorious time! There never was such a time as this! Everything seems so close to fruition, so coming on and leading on! The Insurrection of Women! They spring up everywhere. "Aren't you afraid?" "Of what?"—serenely.
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