She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. ‘Well?’ she said. She did not so much deal with Ann Veronica’s interpolations as dispose of them with quick and use-hardened repartee, and then she went on with a fine directness to sketch the case for her agitation, for that remarkable rebellion of the women that was then agitating the whole world of politics and discussion. They travelled past the few idle sightseers who had braved the uninviting evening to see what the Suffragettes might be doing; they pulled up unchallenged within thirty yards of those coveted portals. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. Their houses became a refuge of ill repute, the source of rumor and intrigue in the highest echelons of society. There was a little pain, but it wasn’t anything. ” “Well”—her breath failed her for a moment. “Annabel! Why, what on earth have you been doing to yourself, child?” she exclaimed. Her voice was weak and flat. " Ideas are never born; they are suggested; they are planted seeds.
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