He was always drawing contrasts between a woman’s lot and a man’s, and treating her as a wonderful new departure in this comparison. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. But her heart kept on sinking. ‘Like you?’ ‘But I am not French. ‘It could not be helped, whichever way I made my presence known.
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