Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. She required no instructions from books; her wit and beauty were her own. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. Sometimes I try to talk. “That’s the point. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so.
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