The real and vital part is covered up." "But a man can give ALL himself to work ?" she asked.
"Yes, practically." "And a woman only the unimportant part of herself ?" "That's it." She looked up at him, and her eyes dilated with anger.
"Then," she said, "if it's true, it's a great shame." "It is.

But I don't know everything," he answered.
After supper they drew up to the fire.

He swung her a chair facing him, and they sat down.

She was wearing a dress of dark claret colour, that suited her dark complexion and her large features.

Still, the curls were fine and free, but her face was much older, the brown throat much thinner.