“Amazing. The jealous burn at his eyes subsided and his finger came up. She wished she could steal his smiles and keep them in a box, they had always been so precious. Her sister’s words were true. " "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. ” Courtlaw’s walking stick, which he had been handling, fell with a crash to the ground. “The white unaggressive woman who corrects and nurses and serves, and is worshipped and betrayed—the martyr-queen of men, the white mother. And I’ve read, and thought, and guessed, and looked—until MY innocence—it’s smirched. . Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. She passed inside and upstairs without a word.
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