” She replied. Oh, it was very bad. Every girl in the world practically, except a few of us who teach or type-write, and then we’re underpaid and sweated—it’s dreadful to think how we are sweated!” She had lost her generalization, whatever it was. The evil in his eyes towards her was explosive. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. Suppose he stopped all her allowance, made it imperative that she should either stay ineffectually resentful at home or earn a living for herself at once. On the floor, underneath the sixth row desks, was an ashtray with a small black dot of blood on its blunt round corner. “It is a great art,” she said in broken English. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. She told us that it was a disguise. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. “Number 13, please, cabman.
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