gutenberg. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My
God!”
Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. “No, I am alone,” she answered. Darting down Field-lane, Jack struck into a labyrinth of streets on the left; but
though he ran as swiftly as he could, he was not unperceived. "
"It matters not what I think," replied Wild. He laughed reassuringly. 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. ‘Obsessed, that’s
what you are. ’
The lady’s face came round, a puzzled frown on her brow. "
"By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily.
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