There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. This lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here. She could not help but admit that she liked being smiled at and addressed in the hallways by hordes of friendly faces. Don’t be frightened, dear. Running his hand carefully over it in search of the lock, he perceived to his dismay that it was fastened on the other side. “Your sex is a terrible fraud. She tried to be casual. It is no crime, none at all. You thanked me tersely, then, barely noticing my existence you went right back to your conversation! I was somewhat crushed but my spirits were lifted when the butcher revealed who your husband-to-be was. It’s just because all that side of your life hasn’t fairly begun. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. But, you see, she HAS to lie up. But let that verse tell my secret.
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