Alicelaughedwithanundercurrentofprotest，perhapsbecauseshehadseenherparents’wholelife，sofarassheknewit，passedinthissortofstruggle。“ImeanthatIhatemyownlifebecausethereseemsnothingformetodowithit。Iliketohavepeopledosomething。”
“Doyoureally？”askedMaveringsoberly，asifstruckbythenoveltyoftheidea。
“Yes！“shesaid，withexaltation。“IfIwereaman——“
Heburstintoaringinglaugh。“Ohno;don’t！“
“Why？”shedemanded，withprovisionalindignation。