"If any one's to blame, it's me. To surrender himself to the law, to face trial and imprisonment, was out of the
question. It was Ennison who for the
rest of his visit was quiet and subdued. I feel almost inclined to regret the fact. We must never let your
father know we went. Stanley lost patience. 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. "
Half an hour later she laid aside the book. Quilt,
who was an ardent lover of mischief, could not help laughing most heartily at the
rueful appearance of these personages.
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