In the canon
Chance
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 1913
- Pages
- Pages 450
The governess who raised her waits until the family fortune is gone, then tells the girl, in a few unhurried minutes, exactly what she thinks of her: that she is plain, that she is stupid, that no one has ever loved her and no one ever will. Flora de Barral spends the rest of Chance unable to disbelieve a word of it.
Being a woman is a terribly difficult trade since it consists principally of dealings with men.
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