Her life hangs upon a thread, and this may snap it. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. A pane of glass was shivered by each stone. . “Another young woman, I suppose,” he said, “who knows better than her Maker about her place in the world.
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