Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands
frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a
dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. You must let me do whatever I can for you. . And you need not
fear that I shall not give back the sword when I have finished using it. “This is all madness,” she declared wearily. “Among other things, you know, I didn’t understand quite—I didn’t
understand that you were so keenly interested in this suffrage question. Every moment. The flowers and turf, a wild
strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more
interesting than mountains.
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