To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. Forgive me?” She pleaded. ’ Madame gave one of those breathy laughs. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. " The head turnkey, in all probability, would have obeyed. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace.
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