He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. ‘Where the devil have you been?’ ‘Consorting with a nun in the gardens. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. He did not have to. She knew now that he never would. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. "She's the most beautiful creature you ever set eyes on," said the doctor, warmly.
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