“Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. No doubt there’s some little mistake. That would be him. When they started getting on each other’s nerves, she blamed herself at first. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. ” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them.
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