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PART II - CHAPTER XVII

"Afraid of what?" I asked, wondering.
" That I would not be happy coming so farthat his people would not-that they would do something to make it all come wrong. And I feel it is all beginning to go wrong, perhaps! I do not know-but a net seems gathering in around me. Locked in behind these high walls I imagine things-I cannot understand what they saythese people-I do not know what they mean. Their faces never tell anything. I get afraid in the night.
" And then sometimes I even think I see his face like theirs, smooth and covered and revealing nothing of what he feels. Over there in my own home he seemed like one of us, only more charming, with a new charm I had never seen before. But here he seems to slip back into strangeness -slip away from me, Oh, I do not know how to express it ! I have always been used to frankness and cheerfulness and speaking straight out. And here it is all silence and bowing and sliding eyes at me. I could bear being cut off from my freedom like this if I knew what was behind it all. But, do you know, I told him over there at home that I could be a Chinese or a Hottentot or anything for him; but I cannot, I cannot! I am for ever American!"

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