A wild passion of shame and self-disgust swept over her. . They all left the room. “My only answer would be to ask you to look at that mirror and then at the poster. Guiding this man of hers over the troubled sea of life had engraved these lines. It ought never to have begun. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. "The men.
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