“I wanted to make love to you. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road. A little relieved by this step toward reinstatement, she went on to the Imperial College to forget her muddle of problems for a time, if she could, in the presence of Capes. “The white unaggressive woman who corrects and nurses and serves, and is worshipped and betrayed—the martyr-queen of men, the white mother. Against the sinister, the threatening, monstrous inhumanity of the limitless city, there was nothing now but this supreme, ugly fact of a pursuit— the pursuit of the undesired, persistent male. “This is not every day. On the floor, underneath the sixth row desks, was an ashtray with a small black dot of blood on its blunt round corner. The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City without their doing things. An ordinary type, of course—” Mrs.
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