Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. We will go to the passage and then I shall bind you. The father was a madman. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. She bounced onto her bottom. It had been her home for hundreds of years.
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