Her knees almost sank beneath her as she raised the latch of the front door and looked out. ” She stopped short. She went to her own table and sat down. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. ’ And with that he went off to the City, stern and silent, leaving his bacon on his plate—a great slice of bacon hardly touched. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. “For my own part I have come fully now into my inheritance. I have always been lonely.
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