“A man can smoke, a man can swear; A man scores always, everywhere. Yet she held her tongue. They are arbitrary and unjust and dogmatic and brutish and lustful. The boy she had loved was gone. She had never before heard the noise of firecrackers, and in the beginning the sputtering racket caused her to wince. You know—I worship you. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. “It is you alone, Nigel, who have saved me from being an old maid.
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