The vote is only the beginning, the necessary beginning. I am a single man,
and——”
“Thank you,” she interrupted. "We'll give them the slip yet, and hang
that butcherly thief-taker upon his own gibbet. Yet you catch
her eye—you can’t seem to escape from it. ‘But for my dowry, what else? One cannot
expect that an Englishman will marry any jeune demoiselle without a dowry. “I’m ready,” said Ann Veronica, closing her microscope-box with a click, and
looking for one brief instant up the laboratory. Had she not seen them go
forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his
imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood,
she must present some irresistible project.
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