’
‘You wouldn’t,’ agreed Mrs Sindlesham. I should lose
every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Lassitude?”
“I suppose so. She had
heard of women journalists, women writers, and so forth; but she was not even
admitted to the presence of the editors she demanded to see, and by no means
sure that if she had been she could have done any work they might have given
her. As soon as she
noticed the stranger, she honoured him with an extremely impudent stare, and
scarcely endeavoured to disguise the admiration with which his good looks
impressed her. ’
Oh, do they? No kitchen service? No feeding of pigs? It was evident that this
woman knew nothing of nuns, if a certain young lady’s artless reminiscences
were anything to go by. What do you know about her, Fred? I am interested.
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