” Anna looked for a moment steadily at her sister, whose face was still averted. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. Seeing Lucy’s puzzlement, Michelle continued: “She looks like a turtle, but no one ever says anything because Corinne is rich, naturally blonde, and popular. Even now she was dazed. This woman knows me—’ throwing the remark at Lucilla ‘—and that I am the daughter of Mary Remenham.
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