’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. They order me to get my man, and I get him. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. It was below consciousness, elusive; so he sent out a call to his friend, defensively. It is not the woman who speaks there. Twelve years ago! It is an awful retrospect. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity, and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?” Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon her. “Oh, you know,” she said. " "No. ” He replied, and put his face in between her legs. “For men have reason, women rhyme A man scores always, all the time. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly. ” “Try what?” She asked, coolly assessing his lithe hips.
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