I want to know what you are doing; how you think this work of yours really does serve women. The tension was palpable. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. She had not chosen her life, but she was foggy on whether or not it was right to deny others the right to join her in her suffering. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. On examining the door, he found it secured by a large rusty lock, which he endeavoured to pick with the nail he had just acquired; but all his efforts proving ineffectual, he removed the plate that covered it with the bar, and with his fingers contrived to draw back the bolt.
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