She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. The way—the way we are led on! We are taught to believe we are free in the world, to think we are queens. He just walked in a few minutes ago. It is impossible. He leaned forward, and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and seductive music from her lips. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. "It reminds you of a red sea suddenly petrified. . He glanced up.
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