I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Clotilde rushed out of the house, carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear. Fool that I was to part with my lantern! But I'll soon set myself straight. I shall start at the bottom. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. . Only in man is the male made the most important. Half French. Can't I make you understand? Perhaps it sounds cruel to you; but we women often have to be cruel defensively. It's all your fault, you shaking coward! and, but that I feel sure you'll swing for your carelessness, I'd throw you into the well, too. Also from the capital came news of grave fears for the safety of the royal family, who had moved there from Versailles. This time you cannot. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. There was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered point drove through it, missing its intended target.
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