Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned. My politics in that matter wouldn’t be to give women votes. The latter were saved; but of the former nothing but the blackened stone walls were found standing on the morrow. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. There was a wild light in her eye, and her straight hair was out demonstrating and suffragetting upon some independent notions of its own. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. I love you—with all my heart and soul. . You promise me you’ll never grow old, you hear?” “I promise.
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