As in everything else, women are trammelled by their clothes; to be able to get rid of them, and to move about with free and brave exertion of all the body, must tend to every kind of health, physical, mental, and mortal.' 'Yes, I quite believe that,' said Rhoda, gazing at the sea.
'I spoke rather exultantly, didn't I?
I like to feel myself superior to you in some things.

You have so often pointed out to me what a paltry, ineffectual creature I am.' 'I don't remember ever using those words, or implying them.' 'How does the day stand with you ?' asked Everard in the tone of perfect comradeship.

'Have you still to dine ?' 'My dining is a very simple matter; it happens at one o'clock.

About nine I shall have supper.' 'Let us walk a little then.

And may I smoke ?' 'Why not ?' Everard lit a cigar, and, as the tide drove them back, they moved eventually to the higher ground, whence there was a fine view of the mountains, rich in evening colours.
'To-morrow you leave here ?' 'Yes,' Rhoda answered.