Ann Veronica’s experiences of
men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her
father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always
Manning. He was as hard
as a rock. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it;
"but the Marquis de Chatillon. “Am I dull?” she said. “I’m still inside you. After
fifteen years, to find that peculiarly Occidental attribute—college loyalty—still
alive in his heart! A Western idea that had survived; an idea that was merely the
flower of youthful enthusiasm!
With his hands still in his sleeves, his chin down in speculation over this
phenomenon, he continued his patrol. ”
“That is provokingly indefinite,” he answered, a little ruefully. ’
‘A pretty tale. Miss Garvice assumed a
quality of neutrality, professed herself almost won over by Ann Veronica’s
example, and the Scotchman decided that if women had a distinctive sphere it
was, at any rate, an enlarging sphere, and no one who believed in the doctrine of
evolution could logically deny the vote to women “ultimately,” however much
they might be disposed to doubt the advisability of its immediate concession. Her education was remarkable in that it was
overdeveloped here and underdeveloped there: the woman of thirty and the child
of ten were always getting in each other's way.
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