John dear!” said I in the gentlest voice, “the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!”That silenced him for a few moments.Then he said—very quietly indeed, “Open the door, my darling!””I can’t,” said I. “The key is down by the front door under a plantain leaf!”And then I said it again, several times, very gently and slowly, and said it so often that he had to go and see, and he got it of course, and came in.

John dear!” said I in the gentlest voice, “the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!”That silenced him for a few moments.Then he said—very quietly indeed, “Open the door, my darling!””I can’t,” said I. “The key is down by the front door under a plantain leaf!”And then I said it again, several times, very gently and slowly, and said it so often that he had to go and see, and he got it of course, and came in.

– Charlotte Perkins Gilman –

The Yellow Wall-Paper

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