She waited a
few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood
as the building’s lone sentry. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black
table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of
conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of
spectators close behind her. 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. How Jack Sheppard's Portrait was painted
385
XVII. Oh, it was
very bad. "
"Mercy!" cried Mrs. "I'll tell you all about it presently. A week later the manuscript was polished and typewritten, ready for the test. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I
wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance
because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did
not approve. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted
and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of
an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. ‘Woof!’ uttered Trodger, gazing at the lady in some awe.
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