The Marriage Yoke - Couverture rigide

Kenealy, Arabella

 
9781340998325: The Marriage Yoke

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The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation, resignation is confirmed desperation. What is called Nurse Braeburn awoke to the clanging of a bell. Mechanically, with that instinct which is le momentum of habit, she slipped out of bed, and laying a hand unerringly upon the box of matches on her dressing-table, estruck one and lighted the si%le gas-jet in her room. The light swept through her but half-opened heavy eyelids, and rending the last filmy curtain of sleep, flooded her brain with consciousness. In a moment she remembered that this day was not to be as other days. The bell ceased from clanging. I ts last harsh stroke jarred like a reproach. The profound silence muffling the mental echo of its clangour sounded like a knell. One of its accustomed flock had fallen out of the ranks. S3ie would never again, it migt be, voice her Adsum to its call. She stood for a moment motionless, with the stricken sense of one who awakes in a desert to find himself abandoned by his fellows. For an instant she was obsessed by an impulse to take to her feet and follow after.
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