THE CAVE MAN
DON'T you think the primitive is just simply too fascinating for anything? We've all got it in us, you know, and it seems like nowadays the more cultured and advanced one is the more likely the primitive is to break out on one.
I have a strong strain of the primitive in me, you know.
I wouldn't take anything for it—it's simply wonderful—wonderful!
It comes over me so strong at times, the yearning for the primitive does, that I just sit with a dreamy look on my face and murmur to myself: "Alone, alone—under the stars! Alone!"
Mamma overheard me saying that the other day and thought I had gone crazy, and she said: "For Heaven's sake, Hermione, what are you thinking about, and what do you want?"
"The stars," I murmured, scarcely knowing that I spoke aloud, "the stars and my Cave Man!"
Mamma was shocked—she says for an unmarried woman to think of Cave Men is simply indelicate.
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