“Until a girl can go away as a son does and earn her independent income, she’s still on a string. Lucy paced outside of the stone bricked room until her mother began to scream. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. His natal burr was always in evidence when he was sentimentally affected. ‘I might have killed you,’ she snapped, ‘if only you did not say anything. Her situation was perplexing her very much, and the Widgett atmosphere was lax and sympathetic, and provocative of discussion. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. . He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass.
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