Then she would have quiet times, in which she would say to herself, “Now
look here! Let me think it all out!”
For the first time, it seemed to her, she faced the facts of a woman’s position
in the world—the meagre realities of such freedom as it permitted her, the almost
unavoidable obligation to some individual man under which she must labor for
even a foothold in the world. “Sir John is a man of the world,” her aunt answered coldly. Chapter VII
MISS PELLISSIER’S SUSPICIONS
“Anna!”
Anna kissed her sister and nodded to her aunt. You refuse me your confidence. Arriving at the chapel, their wonder increased. She could not stir hand or foot. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one
alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. ‘All right,
Trodger. But give me
till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. You just married
her.
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