She gathered up the chain, revealing a locket which had lain hidden in her bosom. It always comes out sooner or later. You’d think with as much dick as she gets that she’d cheer up. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. There must be persons tender and loving in this world. “Am I dull?” she said. She located her foster family. She was, she guessed, close to the library. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid.
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