There’s something—
something ADULT about you. Chapter IV
THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST
“You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna
said lightly. "
"Devil take the key!" ejaculated Wood. \"I've got some chores to do and I usually
cook dinner on weeknights. In vain did the woollendraper offer to set him free if he would restore the stolen article, or give up his
associate, to whom it was supposed he might have handed it. None
presented themselves to save him from that return. “Good, I’m so glad, Lucy. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. He made
this simple classification of a large and various sex to the exclusion of all
intermediate kinds; he held that the two classes had to be kept apart even in
thought and remote from one another. Mom, this is Lucy Albert
from school. "
"Don't stir, or they'll chain you to the wall," said his mother detaining him. ‘No! Let me alone!’
‘It is not safe!’
‘That is entirely my affair, and not your affair in the least,’ she told him
haughtily.
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