It got on my nerves—the women
I saw. She was aware of it
now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in
a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room
and pretend not to hear. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into
surroundings or touched something that offends his caste. It ceased to be the symbol of liberty and a remote and
quite abstracted person, and became suddenly and very disagreeably the token of
a large and portentous body visible and tangible. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. If she had any idea at all, it was
something she dimly recalled from her books: something celestially beautiful,
with a happy ending. "
"Let's toddle over to the Victoria at once. “Beats me. \" He rose and
departed. And who knew if the men that Gerald had posted there would follow her to
protect her somewhere else? In truth, where were these soldiers? She could not
see them, although she assiduously searched the mist-shrouded square from the
vantage point of the bay window in the large first floor room which had become
her headquarters.
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