CHAPTER XVII. “I speak from my heart, and you answer from your brain. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. Like a trollop in heat. “They make me want to shout,” said Mr. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. And now she comprehended that the man (she had never known him by any name) knew she had surprised the look and had not resented it.
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