"What always bewilders me," Hadria says, bending over the balustrade among the ivy, "is the enormous gulf between what might be and what is, in human life." In a bleak and solitary district of Scotland, a group of children form a secret society -- the Preposterous Society, they call it -- for the discussing of ideas. Of them, Hadria seems especially to have absorbed the spirit of those mystic northern twilights. A slight, dark-haired girl, she has a pale, rather mysterious face, and large, bewitched-looking eyes -- yet she is full of life, and is an inspiration to her siblings . . . for her thoughts as much as for her actions. Now a new thought disturbs her -- springing from a chance disagreement with a quotation from Emerson. In thinking of the greatness Emerson achieved, she wondered: could a woman do the same? Would circumstances allow a woman to raise herself to the same heights, in a society that expects it of a man?
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