’
Gerald looked round. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the
penetrating nastiness of the fog. “Not too bad. 1. It will be a little lonely sometimes,” she said,
looking around at them, “and I shall miss you all, but it is the fairest for myself
—and I think for you. He sat up in his chair as though the question
had stung him. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one
won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone?
Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young,
and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. She had been built
for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at
eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these
unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and
threatened to ruin her temper. He was a comforting,
humorous old ruffian; but there were few men in the Orient more deeply read in
psychology and physiognomy. She turned to Lucilla, a
plea in her face. She remained stonily in the middle of the
hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever. ”
“We are working for the equal citizenship of men and women,” said the tired
woman. "
"How!" ejaculated Trenchard, starting back and drawing his sword. She was naturally weaker, she would tire quicker, and she
need not concern herself with the peculiar obligations of honour obtaining
amongst gentlemen. But to choose this of all moments.
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