I'm not going to be treated that way.

I've got my rights.

Stand back and let me in--stand back, Joel Mazarine," she said, and she took a step forward, child though she was, as if she would strike him.

Something had transformed her.
To Orlando she seemed scarcely real.

The shrinking, colourless child of a few weeks had suddenly become a woman--and such a woman! "I'll tell you in my own time where I've been and what I've done," she continued.