‘And I trust you will pardon my inadequacies. She lingered over
donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and
placket, double knotting her long scarf. ‘That’s right, you bone idle do-nothings. “Stop!” He ran towards her. Shall I send him to Sir John?”
Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. This ice was used for refrigerator purposes and for McClintock's
evening peg. And the food! She and Marina had done most of the
cooking at home. Manning,
all this sort of thing is very well as sentiment, but does it correspond with the
realities? Are women truly such angelic things and men so chivalrous? You men
have, I know, meant to make us Queens and Goddesses, but in practice—well,
look, for example, at the stream of girls one meets going to work of a morning,
round-shouldered, cheap, and underfed! They aren’t queens, and no one is
treating them as queens.
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