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351 pages, Paperback
First published October 14, 1905
She was realizing for the first time that a woman's dignity may cost more to keep up than her carriage; and that the maintenance of a moral attribute should be dependent on dollars and cents, made the world appear a more sordid place than she had conceived it.
If she slipped she recovered her footing, and it was only afterward that she was aware of having recovered it each time on a slightly lower level.
She had fallen, she had "gone under," and true to the ideal of their race, they were awed only by success-by the gross tangible image of material achievement.
She was so evidently the victim of the civilization which had produced her, that the links of her bracelet seemed like manacles chaining her to her fate.
“Her whole being dilated in an atmosphere of luxury. It was the background she required, the only climate she could breathe in.”
“She was so evidently the victim of the civilization which had produced her, that the links of her bracelet seemed like manacles chaining her to her fate.”
“She had no tolerance for scenes which were not of her own making.”