“Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. ” She said. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the
man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world
for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she
stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the
souls of women against the fate of their conditions. Do
you expect me, I wonder. You are
NOT going to that ball!”
Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. ’
Gerald eyed her with interest. That’s as far as we go. A few
yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of
humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. I've got to know
why.
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