But at this point he was still subservient, still outwardly humble, in spite of the blackhearted villainy that was even then burgeoning in his breast. Ramage,” she said, “I can’t—Not now. But this is all different. ’ The lady shook her head, contriving at the same moment to utter a breathy little laugh. ‘Not where we’re going. "Then I advise you to look sharply after him, Mr. . A woman hard to read, who seemed to delight in keeping locked up behind that fascinating rigidity of feature the intense sensibility which had been revealed to him, her master, only in occasional and rare moments of enthusiasm. 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. He smiled complacently. Which is also puzzling.
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