He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. There’s something—puppyish in a man’s usual attitude to women.
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