Her head swam. They seemed to her that morning to be all armed with nets and prepared to throw them over her directly her movements became in any manner truly free. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. ’ ‘She behaved like a madwoman,’ Hilary declared roundly. Jonathan, though a very powerful man, was like an infant in his gripe. I was a novelty.
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