A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. I shall charge you five per cent. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. He could not understand how men could live ignoring this one predominant interest, this wonderful research into personality and the possibilities of pleasing, these complex, fascinating expeditions that began in interest and mounted to the supremest, most passionate intimacy. " "What happened?" Ah Cum recounted the story of the sing-song girl. ‘Let me tell you,’ went on the nun severely, ‘it would have been better for you if you had taken the veil. . " "I hope not," replied Wild. " "Curse on, and welcome," jeered Wild.
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