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The man-world was made by man, and a rotten job it was. Yet, and she remembered it well, the teaching in the orphan asylum, God had made everything. Her mother, too, had believed this, had believed in this God. Things could not be different. It was ordained. For a time Saxon sat crushed, helpless. Then smoldered protest, revolt. Vainly she asked why God had it in for her.
It was from pure inexperience of the man-world, she said to herself, that the silly child could see anything interesting in them! GENTLEMEN she must allow them but of such an old-fashioned type as to be gentlemen but by courtesy not gentlemen in the world's count! She was of the world; they of the north of Scotland! All day Mercy had been on their side and against her!
I wanted to get away from monotony and the commonplace. I was in the flower of my adolescence, a-thrill with romance and adventure, dreaming of wild life in the wild man-world. Little I guessed how all the warp and woof of that man-world was entangled with alcohol. So, one day, as I hoisted sail on my skiff, I met Scotty.
He wanted to flee out to a hard, sure, unemotional man-world. Through her delicate and caressing fingers she may have caught something of his shrugging distaste. She left him he was for the moment buoyantly relieved she dragged a footstool to his feet and sat looking beseechingly up at him.
"Some thinks birds don't know nothing, or ain't much account in this man-world But, as I was sayin', I lay another course. I'll never forget one v'y'ge I made on the brigantine Hermione. That was 'fore the day of steam-winches and we carried a big crew thirty-two men for'ard and a big after-guard. "Well, ma'am! Whilst she was hove down in a blow off the Horn an albatross came aboard.
It was from pure inexperience of the man-world, she said to herself, that the silly child could see anything interesting in them! GENTLEMEN she must allow them but of such an old-fashioned type as to be gentlemen but by courtesy not gentlemen in the world's count! She was of the world; they of the north of Scotland! All day Mercy had been on their side and against her!
It is true that you are newly married?" Saxon nodded with a happy sigh. Mercedes sighed, too. "Oh, you happy, soft, beautiful young thing. I could envy you to hatred you with all the man-world ripe to be twisted about your pretty little fingers. And you don't realize your fortune. No one does until it's too late."
It may have been the tremendous home-brewed beer of the prohibition-era and the cigars to which that beer enticed him; it may have been resentment of return from this fine, bold man-world to a restricted region of wives and stenographers, and of suggestions not to smoke so much.
She could enter where she liked for a meal, a cup of tea, frequent the museum of the Royal College of Surgeons when she would without waiting for a "ladies" day; stop to look at a street fight, cause no sour looks if she entered a smoking compartment on the train, mingle with the man-world unquestioned, unhindered, unnoticed, exciting at most a pleasant off-hand camaraderie due to her youth and good looks.
Yet the sun was good; the wind was good, as was the keen salt air in her nostrils; the blue sky, flecked with clouds, was good. All the natural world was right, and sensible, and beneficent. It was the man-world that was wrong, and mad, and horrible. Why were the stupid stupid? Was it a law of God? No; it could not be. God had made the wind, and air, and sun.
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