His grip twisted her wrist. So long as she could remember, her father had never permitted her to sit at the table unless she came fully dressed. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected. How will we get there, I’d like to know? We’ve no money. She was dressed as a white woman should be; and that for the present satisfied her instincts.
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