She felt like Snow White in a secret forest house populated by dwarves. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. " And he raised it in his arms. Before Jonathan followed he turned to face his assailants. Enjoy. ” She shook her fist ceilingward. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. God gives us an equal chance; but we make ourselves. “I have made no progress with my work,” she said slowly, “and the money was gone. Life is morality—life is adventure.
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