One has to train one’s self not to. You tried bravely enough to hide your preference, to look at us all with the same eyes, to speak to us in the same tone. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair. Everybody talking of you. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband.
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