“I did not,” Anna answered. “Women should understand men’s affairs, perhaps,” said Miss Garvice, “but to mingle in them is just to sacrifice that power of influencing they can exercise now. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror.
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