ACT TWO
It is so pleasant to be out in this great room and creep around as I please!
I don't want to go outside. I won't, even if Jennie asks me to.
For outside you have to creep on the ground, and everything is green instead of yellow.
But here I can creep smoothly on the floor, and my shoulder just fits in that long smooch around the wall, so I cannot lose my way.
Why there's John at the door!
It is no use, young man, you can't open it!
How he does call and pound!
Now he's crying for an axe.
It would be a shame to break down that beautiful door!
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'What is the matter?' he cried. 'For God's sake, what are you doing!'I kept on creeping just the same, but I looked at him over my shoulder.
'I've got out at last,' said I, 'in spite of you and Jane! And I've pulled off most of the paper, so you can't put me back!
Now why should that man have fainted? But he did, and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!
The Yellow Wallpaper, Charlotte Perkins Gilman
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