"'Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, returning were as tedious as go o'er'," Una murmured. "Oh, my dear. I'm afraid I understand quite well what you mean," she said with a wry, melancholy smile. "Jerry and Cathy and I ... we operate by very different rules. I suppose it's part of what we do and who we are—temporal adventurers, freelancers. I seem to have forgotten that I cannot apply those rules everywhere. And it makes me a bit useless in offering anything other than a sympathetic ear to others." She groaned a bit theatrically. "Men. Well, people in general, I suppose. But men in particular. Male beings. All that."
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Date: 2008-02-03 03:23 am (UTC)