People, nobody, can do
as they like in this world. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. Grudgingly
he admired her. She told the porter to
take it to the booking-office, and it was only after a disconcerting moment or so
that she found she ought to have directed him to go to the cloak-room. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll
have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. Expiation. There must be
something we can do. There you will be,
in an inner temple. The youth with
his hair like Russell cleared his throat and said rather irrelevantly that he knew a
man who knew Thomas Bayard Simmons, who had rioted in the Strangers’
Gallery, and then Capes, finding them all distinctly pro-Ann Veronica, if not profeminist, ventured to be perverse, and started a vein of speculation upon the
Scotchman’s idea—that there were still hopes of women evolving into
something higher. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she
would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage
within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber,
if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly
person entirely obscured the view. 87
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