Certainly not a gentlewoman. Suddenly she had become afraid. She was the High Priestess. She did not question or analyze the craving; she took the plunge joyously. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. To that, perhaps, a large part of its satisfyingness was due. ” “Why not?” “Free woman—and equal. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. And Pottiswick, of course. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine.
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