From: Guises
Among the
ladies aboard the general belief seemed to be that I was a man, in lady's
garb. Some believed me to be a homosexual, seeking a more tolerant climate;
others did not doubt that I was a mysterious, no doubt extremely handsome
and rich, brigand fleeing capture; they sought or avoided my company accordingly.
Some held I was a woman, but eccentric; I was a woman, suffering a disfiguring
disease; I was a half-man, half-woman, who had lived my life as a man,
and who now sought peace as a woman, in a place where I would not encounter
those who had known me in boots and trousers; I was a woman who had lived
my life as a man, the aforementioned rich and handsome outlaw, but was
now taking up my feminine garb to escape my pursuers and make a romantic
liaison with another member of my gang, previously flown, who still knew
me only as a comrade, a man, but whom I had long adored, yearning in my
woman's heart for a quiet life surrounded by children and stolen jewels.
(9)
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From:
Revelations I was starting toward him, when he delivered a funny little bow, and then did something strange: he took off his shirt. Then his pants, his shoes, his underthings. He stood revealed in front of me: Chancy was a woman. (9)
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