"Sometimes. Do you know, there are moments when I almost make up my mind to go headlong to the devil,--when I think it is the best thing to be done. It's a hard thing for a woman to do, because she has to undergo so much obloquy before she gets used to it. A man can take to drinking, and gambling and all the rest of it, and nobody despises him a bit. The domestic old fogies give him lectures if they can catch him, but he isn't fool enough for that. All he wants is money, and he goes away and has his fling. Now I have plenty of money,--or, at any rate, I had,--and I never got my fling yet. I do feel so tempted to rebel, and go ahead, and care for nothing."
"Throwing one piece on to the table wouldn't satisfy that longing."

"Sometimes. Do you know, there are moments when I almost make up my mind to go headlong to the devil - when I think it is the best thing to be done. It's a hard thing for a woman to do, because she gets so despised. A man can take to drinking, and gambling and all the rest of it, and nobody despises him a bit. All he needs is money, and he goes away and has his fling. Now I have plenty of money, and I never got my fling yet. I do feel so tempted to rebel, and go ahead, and care for nothing."
"Throwing one piece on to the table wouldn't satisfy that longing."
