She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be
drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual
being. ” She batted his arms and slapped
him, angrily twisting from his grasp. Never! Perhaps some day,
quite soon, she might regret that breakfast-room. Gerald looked at it, then at her face. And she did not
merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. . “Besides, it is not so. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a
white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for
days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures
sank far below their actual importance. Then the incredible happened. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. And yet, at the end of this prayer a
subconscious thought broke through to consciousness. You are an artist by the Divine right
of birth, but whatever form of expression may come to you at some time it will
not be painting. She had never understood how much knowledge
had been kept from her because she was a woman and
even began to doubt the methods of the Church,
something she never would have dared before.
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