“Have you told anybody else?” Lucy asked. And so —’ ‘And so she was able to become my—’ Melusine did not say it, for wet-nurse no longer seemed appropriate. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. You know, Melusine. “The women are taking it up,” said Miss Miniver; “the women and the common people, all pressing forward, all roused. She had viewed them askance, and without exchanging ideas with any one else in the world about them. 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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