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’
For
mercy
’
s
sake
don
’
t
brag
about
your
experiences
!
’
said
Hilda
.
’
I
’
ve
never
met
the
man
yet
who
was
capable
of
intimacy
with
a
woman
,
giving
himself
up
to
her
.
That
was
what
I
wanted
.
I
’
m
not
keen
on
their
self
-
satisfied
tenderness
,
and
their
sensuality
.
I
’
m
not
content
to
be
any
man
’
s
little
petsy
-
wetsy
,
nor
his
chair
a
plaisir
either
.
I
wanted
a
complete
intimacy
,
and
I
didn
’
t
get
it
.
That
’
s
enough
for
me
.
Connie
pondered
this
.
Complete
intimacy
!
She
supposed
that
meant
revealing
everything
concerning
yourself
to
the
other
person
,
and
his
revealing
everything
concerning
himself
.
But
that
was
a
bore
.
And
all
that
weary
self
-
consciousness
between
a
man
and
a
woman
!
a
disease
!
’
I
think
you
’
re
too
conscious
of
yourself
all
the
time
,
with
everybody
,
’
she
said
to
her
sister
.
’
I
hope
at
least
I
haven
’
t
a
slave
nature
,
’
said
Hilda
.
’
But
perhaps
you
have
!
Perhaps
you
are
a
slave
to
your
own
idea
of
yourself
.
’
Hilda
drove
in
silence
for
some
time
after
this
piece
of
unheard
of
insolence
from
that
chit
Connie
.
’
At
least
I
’
m
not
a
slave
to
somebody
else
’
s
idea
of
me
:
and
the
somebody
else
a
servant
of
my
husband
’
s
,
’
she
retorted
at
last
,
in
crude
anger
.
’
You
see
,
it
’
s
not
so
,
’
said
Connie
calmly
.
She
had
always
let
herself
be
dominated
by
her
elder
sister
.
Now
,
though
somewhere
inside
herself
she
was
weeping
,
she
was
free
of
the
dominion
of
other
women
.
Ah
!
that
in
itself
was
a
relief
,
like
being
given
another
life
:
to
be
free
of
the
strange
dominion
and
obsession
of
other
women
.
How
awful
they
were
,
women
!
