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Alice Sit-By-The-Fire

Creator: Barrie, J. M. (James Matthew), 1860-1937
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STEVE. 'Really I--' GINEVRA. 'Is she, in your opinion, her husband's equal, or is she his chattel?' STEVE. 'Honestly, I am so beside myself--' GINEVRA. 'You evade the question.' AMY. 'He means chattel, Ginevra.' GINEVRA. 'Mr. Rollo, I am the friend till death of Amy Grey. Let that poor child go, sir, and I am prepared to take her place beside you--Yes, at the altar's mouth.' AMY. 'Ginevra.' GINEVRA, making that movement again, 'Understand I can neither love nor honour you--at least at first--but I will obey you.' AMY. 'Ginevra, you take too much upon yourself.' GINEVRA. 'I _will_ make a sacrifice--I will.' AMY. 'You shall not.'
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THE SISTERS By Georg Ebers Volume 2. CHAPTER VII. In the very midst of the white wall with its bastions and ramparts, which formed the fortifications of Memphis, stood the old palace of the kings, a stately structure built of bricks, recently plastered, and with courts, corridors, chambers and halls without number, and veranda-like out- buildings of gayly-painted wood, and a magnificent pillared banqueting- hall in the Greek style. It was surrounded by verdurous gardens, and a whole host of laborers tended the flower-beds and shady alleys, the shrubs and the trees; kept the tanks clean and fed the fish in them; guarded the beast-garden, in which quadrupeds of every kind, from the heavy-treading elephant to the light-footed antelope, were to be seen, associated with birds innumerable of every country and climate.
GINEVRA. 'I feel that I understand this gentleman as no other woman can. It is my mission, Amy--' The return of Alice is what prevents Steve's seizing his hat and flying. It might not have had this effect had he seen the lady's face just before she opened the door. ALICE, putting her hand to her poor heart, 'You have come here, Steve? Oh no, it is not possible.' STEVE, looking things unutterable, 'How could I help coming?' AMY, to the rescue, 'Mother, have you--did you?' ALICE, meekly, 'I have told him all.' STEVE. 'The Colonel?' Alice bows her bruised head. AMY, conducting her to a seat, 'Brave, brave. What has he decided?' ALICE. 'He hasn't decided yet. He is thinking out what it will be best to do.' STEVE. 'He knows? Then I am no longer--' His unfinished sentence seems to refer to Amy.