There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and carried pearls in his pocket. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. 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. “What have you done to yourself?” he muttered. All the rest of our lives would be together then, Ann Veronica. The pleasure intensified quickly, it was as much control as she dared to lose as she heard herself calling his name with all her breath. You say you need a man. My heart fails me.
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