Julian is speaking.
"Do you realize, with your kidding yourself about being able to handle Comrade Shad so well, that he's husky as a gorilla and just about as primitive?
"One of these nights - God! think of it! maybe tonight! - he'll go right off the deep end and grab you and - bing!"
She [Sissy] was as grave. "Julian, just what do you think could happen to me? The worst that could happen would be that I'd get raped."
"Good Lord - -"
"Do you honestly suppose that since the New Civilization began, say in 1914, anyone believes that kind of thing is more serious than busting an ankle?"
She gets over this false bravado.
Reading It Can't Happen Here.
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