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Burn your palette and your easel. He had nothing more to say either to her or to Spurlock. Wood had retired to his own room, where he had just summoned Thames. Then she would have quiet times, in which she would say to herself, “Now look here! Let me think it all out!” For the first time, it seemed to her, she faced the facts of a woman’s position in the world—the meagre realities of such freedom as it permitted her, the almost unavoidable obligation to some individual man under which she must labor for even a foothold in the world.

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