I imagine that even you must realize that this is of some importance. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a
woman’s crowning experience. She was still more stirred
by the idea of the equal citizenship of men and women, by the realization that a
big and growing organization of women were giving form and a generalized
expression to just that personal pride, that aspiration for personal freedom and
respect which had brought her to London; but when she heard Miss Miniver
discoursing on the next step in the suffrage campaign, or read of women
badgering Cabinet Ministers, padlocked to railings, or getting up in a public
meeting to pipe out a demand for votes and be carried out kicking and
screaming, her soul revolted. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted,
hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the
sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless
energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. ‘It does not matter to me if he comes or no,
madame. I know nothing about the girl, save
what you have told me. None saw, though all felt, his presence, and heard the thunder of his
voice. “Hainault was Celeste’s friend, and Celeste was Annabel’s enemy,” Courtlaw
said. “But perhaps I want to confess them. Mr. "
That satisfied something of her undefined hunger. ”
“You can’t be that,” said Ann Veronica, wisely.
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