"You do love me?"
"God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. All the best novels have been
written by women, and yet see how men sneer at the lady novelist still! There’s
only one way to get on for a woman, and that is to please men. “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply
and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she
could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. ‘You are rude, and stupide, and
altogether a person with whom I do not wish to speak. Funk! I’ll see it out. Why do you think I’m indulging in all this
very un-English love talk?’
‘But you are idiot, Gérard. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the
word; we’re litter. Shortly to be executed. "
"I'll take my chance," replied Jonathan, with a sinister smile. Let me go my own way towards them.
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