. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. She could hear the raucous laughter and bad music below. Suppose he stopped all her allowance, made it imperative that she should either stay ineffectually resentful at home or earn a living for herself at once. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. I put your clothes out an hour ago. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. 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. Just as the clergyman approached the altar, she perceived a boy steal quickly into the church, and ensconce himself behind the woollen-draper, who, in order to carry on his amatory pursuits with greater convenience, and at the same time display his figure (of which he was not a little vain) to the utmost advantage, preferred a standing to a sitting posture. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. As to the picture, I'll keep it myself, though, if you do go I shall need no memorial of you. What a pig she was. Her father became much less distant towards his only daughter in the days that followed.
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