“Act three. ‘But this Englishwoman,’ asked the man Valade, his puzzlement plain to see, ‘who was she?’ The question irritated Charvill. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. 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 God!’ he said, ‘I’ll go after them and kill him. Mr. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. When she had finished the first tale, there was a sense of disappointment. . She did this to please him. It's a pity you wouldn't give me the prescription instead of the medicine, so I could have it filled nearer home.
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