’ Bitterness rose up as he looked at the female. He contrasted the lot of women in general with the lot of men, presented men as patient, self-immolating martyrs, and women as the pampered favorites of Nature. "Leave me, Sir; I insist. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. ’ ‘Yes, I’m sorry about that,’ Gerald uttered in a rueful tone. I can’t even carry a tune with a bucket. He thrust out a rhetorical hand. They sold him the whisky.
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