6. Acting.
A low art form; oh yes, very low; being paid for what the rest of the world does for nothing.
7. Prostitution.
Selling one’s body to keep one’s soul. This is the meaning of the sins that were forgiven to the woman because she loved much. One might say of most marriages that they were selling one’s soul to keep one’s body.
Sylvia found that when she started to write on these and other subjects she knew nothing about them; the consequence was that summer passed into autumn and autumn into winter while she went on reading history and philosophy. For pastime she played baccarat at Curzon Street and lost six hundred pounds. In February she decided that, so much having been written on the subjects she had chosen, it was useless to write any more. She went to stay with Jack and Olive, who were now living in West Kensington. Olive was expecting a baby in April.
“If it’s a boy, we’re going to call him Sylvius. But if it’s a girl, Jack says we can’t call her Sylvia, because for us there can never be more than one Sylvia.”
“Call her Argentina.”
“No, we’re going to call her Sylvia Rose.”
“Well, I hope it’ll be a boy,” said Sylvia. “Anyway, I hope it’ll be a boy, because there are too many girls.”
Olive announced that she had taken a cottage in the country close to where her people lived, and that Sylvius or Sylvia Rose was to be born there; she thought it was right.