But of what avail is this? You have no execution, no finish. Yet her aunt, with a ringed hand flitting to her lips and a puzzled, worried look in her eyes, deaf to all this riot of warmth and flitting desire, was playing Patience—playing Patience, as if Dionysius and her curate had died together. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. ’ ‘They wear a uniform, do they not? They march and fight with swords and shoot with guns, no?’ ‘Well, yes, miss. Cathy's eyes widened, her cheeks expanding to a smile. My heart fails me. 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.
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