She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. If she could not marry him, she would not marry any one. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible. “What? She replied, still hazy. Jack's former attempt to pass up the chimney, it may be remembered, was obstructed by an iron bar.
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