“I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in
civil warfare. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the
staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. She stood up and he
sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section
after another. 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. "
"Who made such a law?"
"This world is governed by minorities—in politics, in religion, in society. —Well, then, my dear," he added aloud, "do you still entertain the strong
attachment you did to Captain Darrell?"
Winifred's cheeks glowed with blushes, and fixing her eyes, which flashed with
resentment, upon the questioner, she said:
"I have promised to answer your question, and I will do so.
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