“One can’t tell. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain. "Then, of course, you must know. He contrasted the lot of women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. ’ ‘In any event,’ Gerald told her, with a grin, ‘I can’t marry this one. He had no ideas about daughters. Besides, you've secrets which must not be disclosed. Rumors had it he had been a looker in his youth, all long hair and chiseled muscles, but those days were long gone.
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