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| 2 | 1138 | How I hated View more quotes about myself">myself! How I must improve and strive to be strong. |
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| 2 | 1135 | Swiftly I followed him. |
| 2 | 1136 | * * * * We did not walk far. |
| 2 | 1137 | As I walked behind him I castigated myself for my weakness in the glade. |
| 2 | 1138 | How I hated myself! How I must improve and strive to be strong. |
| 2 | 1139 | So narrowly had I evaded the loss of my personhood, my self-respect. |
| 2 | 1140 | In the glade, in the darkness, among the trees, so much his, I had almost compromised my identity and integrity! I, a girl of Earth, had wanted to yield to him, a harsh barbarian! Was I not a free individual, a person? Had I no pride? How furious I was with myself. |
| 2 | 1141 | I knew that, in the glade, had he so much as put his hand forth to touch my shoulder, I would have sunk trembling, eager, moaning, helpless, to the grass at his feet. |