"My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. ” With a swift movement she gained the bell and rang it. ” She looked at him with uplifted eyebrows—a look of whimsical incredulity. One day she awoke and he was cavorting about underneath the covers.
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