Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. ‘Do you tell me that my disreputable son had the infernal insolence to pass you off as that whoring Frenchwoman’s daughter?’ His answer was in their faces. There was already a score or more of people there, some standing up and talking together, others seated in chairs ranged along the wall. “Heavens!” she exclaimed. ” “Women have practically NO economic freedom,” said Miss Miniver, “because they have no political freedom. “We don’t let to ladies,” they said. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. She had found that proof.
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