He succeeded so well that by the time he asked for her name
once more, she fluttered her lashes as coquettishly as ever. "
"Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice,
and the wind's right in our teeth. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and
played the pieces. "But I'll yet
disappoint you. I hope that you can find an escape in Forever
Fifteen. 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.
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