But, by Jove!
you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their
hair. ’
‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not
let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and
directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same
leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that
memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. She thought then that she
had shaken off the man of the bulging blue eyes forever, but that night she found
he followed her into her dreams. But I do think that if a girl is to feel comfortable about it they should
start fairly equal. ’
Hilary’s jaw dropped open, and he stood stupidly staring, the nun’s clothing
dangling from his hand. "And now," she
added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a
few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have
to go through—to pray for my son. I'm about to ring for supper. The stairs were outside but
they had been covered with a thin plastic roof. “I may as well come up by this
train. It depends upon what he was before he began this racket. She should be lifted out
of her narrow little life, and it should be all owing to him. She paced restlessly to the door
and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered.
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