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A Jury of Her Peers A Jury of Her Peers by Susan Glaspell
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“We all go through the same things - it's just a different kind of the same thing”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“Well, women are used to worrying over trifles.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“No, Mrs. Peters doesn’t need supervising. For that matter, a sheriff’s wife is married to the law.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“Oh, I wish I’d come over here once in a while! That was a crime! That was a crime! Who’s going to punish that?”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“I'd hate to have men coming into my kitchen, snooping around and criticising.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“No, Peters, it's all perfectly clear except a reason for doing it. But you know juries when it comes to women.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“Mrs. Hale, still leaning against the door, had that sinking feeling of the mother whose child is about to speak a piece. Lewis often wandered along and got things mixed up in a story. She hoped he would tell this straight and plain, and not say unnecessary things that would just make things harder for Minnie Foster.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers
“And keep your eye out, Mrs. Peters, for anything that might be of use. No telling; you women might come upon a clue to the motive—and that's the thing we need." Mr. Hale rubbed his face after the fashion of a show man getting ready for a pleasantry. "But would the women know a clue if they did come upon it?" he said; and, having delivered himself of this, he followed the others through the stair door.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers
“She stopped. It was as if her mind tripped on something. Her eye was caught by a dish-towel in the middle of the kitchen table. Slowly she moved toward the table. One half of it was wiped clean, the other half messy. Her eyes made a slow, almost unwilling turn to the bucket of sugar and the half empty bag beside it. Things begun—and not finished.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers
“Mrs. Hale had not moved. "If there had been years and years of—nothing, then a bird to sing to you, it would be awful—still—after the bird was still.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers
“I might 'a' known she needed help! I tell you, it's queer, Mrs. Peters. We live close together, and we live far apart. We all go through the same things—it's all just a different kind of the same thing! If it weren't—why do you and I understand? Why do we know—what we know this minute?”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers
“We all go through the same things—it's all just a different kind of the same thing!”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury of Her Peers
“Oh, well," said Mrs. Hale's husband, with good-natured superiority, "women are used to worrying over trifles." The two women moved a little closer together.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers
“Then she looked again, and she wasn't so sure; in fact, she hadn't at any time been perfectly sure about Mrs. Peters. She had that shrinking manner, and yet her eyes looked as if they could see a long way into things.”
Susan Glaspell, A Jury Of Her Peers