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And Socrates started it.’
’There are nice women in the world,’ said Connie, lifting
her head up and speaking at last.
The men resented it...she should have pretended to hear
nothing. They hated her admitting she had attended so
closely to such talk.
’My God! ‘’ IF THEY BE NOT NICE TO ME WHAT
CARE I HOW NICE THEY BE?’’
’No, it’s hopeless! I just simply can’t vibrate in unison
with a woman. There’s no woman I can really want when
I’m faced with her, and I’m not going to start forcing myself
to it...My God, no! I’ll remain as I am, and lead the mental
life. It’s the only honest thing I can do. I can be quite hap-
py TALKING to women; but it’s all pure, hopelessly pure.
Hopelessly pure! What do you say, Hildebrand, my chick-
en?’
’It’s much less complicated if one stays pure,’ said Berry.
’Yes, life is all too simple!’

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