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Chapter 7

           "Icannotblamethem!"Ianswered,mygazestillrestingonhisstatelyfigureandfineheadwithasmuchadmirationasImighthavefeltforanoblepictureorstatue—"WhatofthisLadySibylwearetomeetto-night—howdoessheregardyou?"

           "LadySibylhasneverseenme,"—hereplied—"AndIhaveonlyseenheratadistance.ItischieflyforthepurposeofanintroductiontoherthattheEarlhasaskedustohisboxthisevening."

           "Haha!Matrimonyinview!"Iexclaimedjestingly.

           "Yes—IbelieveLadySibylisforsale,"—heansweredwiththecallouscoldnessthatoccasionallydistinguishedhimandmadehishandsomefeatureslooklikeanimpenetrablemaskofscorn—"Butuptothepresentthebidshavenotbeensufficientlyhigh.AndIshallnotpurchase.Ihavetoldyoualready,Tempest,Ihatewomen."

           "Seriously?"

           "Mostseriously.Womenhavealwaysdonemeharm—theyhavewantonlyhinderedmeinmyprogress.AndwhyIspeciallyabominatethemis,thattheyhavebeengiftedwithanenormouspowerfordoinggood,andthattheyletthispowerruntowasteandwillnotuseit.Theirdeliberateenjoymentandchoiceoftherepulsive,vulgarandcommon-placesideoflifedisgustsme.Theyaremuchlesssensitivethanmen,andinfinitelymoreheartless.Theyarethemothersofthehumanrace,andthefaultsoftheracearechieflyduetothem.Thatisanotherreasonformyhatred."

           "Doyouwantthehumanracetobeperfect?"Iaskedastonished—"Because,ifyoudo,youwillfindthatimpossible."

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