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Aunt Jane had her quiet moments. "I was only just in time. A dressing-room then. Lost from all protection, all her family dead—as are mine. “Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. Spurlock had not coached her on this line of conduct. “Please search everywhere,” she said. "Is she alive?" "She is not," replied Trenchard, overcome by conflicting emotions, and unable to endure the boy's agonized look. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. At any rate he made it very clear that night that there was an ineradicable discord in life, a jarring something that must shatter all her dreams of a way of living for women that would enable them to be free and spacious and friendly with men, and that was the passionate predisposition of men to believe that the love of women can be earned and won and controlled and compelled. They poisoned the system with lead and exploded half the time on the other side.
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