She liked the animated eagerness of his manner. She knew the truth of it all right. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. “Mary! What’s going on! Why are you crying?!” He commanded an answer in a worried and slightly irritated tone.
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