The spirit of the hive is at work within them; already they are swarming in obedience to the silent command.

Pick out a hundred girls as they go to work in the city, and ask them why they are toiling from one day to another.

They will all--or ninety-nine of them--give you the same answer-- "I didn't want to stay at home.

I prefer to be independent." There lies the heart of it, the realization of the ego in the personality.
Sally had her own way.

In the face of abuse, in the face of reproach, she packed her leather trunk.