“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. Wood became sensible that he was not alone. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please. " "I have. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas. "Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of its own assertions. She felt conscious of her nipples becoming visibly erect under the tight t-shirt and wished that she owned a thicker brassiere. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. If you forget your sex, jade, I must forget mine.
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