So far he had not stirred; from his bloodless lips had come no sound. ‘Very well,’ he said, lowering his own weapon. He believed me when I asked him to marry me. . The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. 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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