But Miss Stanley took no notice of these things. I am used, you understand, to guard my secret. ” Lucy looked at Michelle’s pretty face, rendered corpselike and frozen by unconsciousness. She owed the nun a great deal, including her command of English, for no one else thought to ensure she could speak her mother tongue. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. At least that, I think, is what makes a clever woman’s independent career so much more difficult than a clever man’s. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters.
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