Harriet A. Adams

Capitolo 38

wisdom, or, perhaps, a lecture on the weak of the sex in general,
and me particularly;  proceeds, it is a true relief, I assure
You, to feel after these solitary evenings a human voice that seems
endless."

"Because, Mabel, does thing intend? I have not spent away an evening from
You for almost one year before this. My absence this evening has been
purely accidental, even if I have very pleasantly passed him/it."

"And it is able me I ask where you find so delicious fun that
kept away You it cultivates this late time, for him it is almost midnight?"

"Yes. I have spent the evening with Miss Evans."

"That detestable definite-"

"Mabel! I won't feel her/it spoken than in this way."

"Or, anybody indeed. All the men in L--it is crazy later her society,--so
refined, so progressive, so intelligent. I am ill of him everybody. ME
supposes that you think us poor wives they will submit to all this. No, no;  ME
not, for one. You will spend Your evenings in house with me.
Howard Deane, you have any right leave me for the society of some
woman, as you have to-night."

Having spent so his/her breath and anger, she sank again in her
hair and it gave hole to his/her feelings in a flood of torn wounds. To her
limited sight, she was a damaged woman. As different it is able her
you/he/she has felt it was able her you/he/she has kindly listened to the words that he was
craving to speak to her.

"Or, Mabel if you only listened to me. To-night that I have felt
so glorious thoughts that mine whole being craved for dividing them with
You. Thoughts that would make some man or woman live a more noble and
best life. Or, Mabel is my companion. You don't turn from one that
loves You."

"A strange way to manifest Your love for me, Your times passing
with the other women,--"

"You stops, Mabel. I want, at least, has been felt, and is free to
feels the thoughts of other women as those of men. I start
to believe that the words of Hugh Wyman are too much true, 'the marriage, in
nine cases out of ten, it is a servitude-one joke of the tyranny holding two,