But did many women get anything better?
This afternoon, when she was urgent to explain her hampering and tainting
complication with Ramage, the realization of this alien quality in her relationship
with Manning became acute. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the
whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion
seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon
the threshold. One cannot trust any man at all. “What did it matter?” she cried. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited
disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. He renewed
his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the
greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety,
if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable. Anyone would be
intrigued. “YOU wouldn’t like to be independent?” he asked, abruptly. Slowly and reluctantly she came to realize that Vivie Warren was what is
called an “ideal. All at once Melusine remembered Pottiswick, and the errand he had run.
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