She stared out of the paned glass window, watching
the trees being blown bare by the gale force. 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. ‘You
should rather be arresting the girl and throwing her into gaol for attempted
murder. ‘I think,’ he said pleasantly, ‘that it would be as well if you, Hilary, were to go
and fetch the troops. It was rigged up for the
occasion as it has been many a time before.
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