“Before I took up the Suffrage,” a firm, flat voice remarked, “I could scarcely
walk up-stairs without palpitations. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit
and backing to join his friend. She could run away from him, if she wished, as
she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. "
"Are they good?"
"He can write; but he hasn't found anything real to write about. They were
ingenious disguises of gilt paper destructively gummed, it would seem, to Ann
Veronicas’ best dancing-slippers. "Let us fly from
this frightful place. Some Chinaman might take it into his head to shout:
"Death to the foreign devils!" And out of that wall yonder would boil battle and
murder and sudden death. Supper was over. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing
of a laughable incident.
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