"I'd forgotten. . CHAPTER XXXII. “Well, what is it?”
“Montague Hill is recovering consciousness,” he said. ”
He held his breath as she reached over the stick shift
and touched his face. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much
as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new
hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she
would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the
standards of most of the girls she knew. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if
they were drawn in ink. Ramage, by a hundred skilful hints had led her to
realize that the problem of her own life was inseparably associated with, and
indeed only one special case of, the problems of any woman’s life, and that the
problem of a woman’s life is love.
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