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CHAPTER XXI
Anne and Howard lingered in the Square after Mrs. Kent had passed. They watched a procession of women filing out of the Music Hall after a Bach recital.
"See," observed Howard. "There's the woman-question incarnate."
"That isn't the question. It's the answer," Anne replied.
"I feel sadly out of place here."
"You always were. Bohemia is no place for a man."
"Well, I am going away. My work is nearly done."
"Going away!" exclaimed Anne. "Just look at those women," she added quickly. "Don't they seem intelligent and self-reliant?"
"And forlorn," he responded ungallantly. "They always look as if they were going to some place very fast, but as if they didn't belong anywhere."
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