Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. The by now familiar dramatic sigh came. “My sister is sure to be out. You are NOT going to that ball!” Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. I want to be a human being; I want to learn about things and know about things, and not to be protected as something too precious for life, cooped up in one narrow little corner. She nodded. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams.
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