Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. He was an officer, and a person of very great sense, and altogether a desirable parti. But a man’s opposition always inclined her to the suffrage side; she had a curious feeling of loyalty in seeing the more aggressive women through. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. Not fit to be dust on your boots.
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