Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal. “By Jove!” she said, standing up at last, “that about finishes it, Ann Veronica!” CHAPTER THE TENTH THE SUFFRAGETTES Part 1 “There is only one way out of all this,” said Ann Veronica, sitting up in her little bed in the darkness and biting at her nails. “It really seems as if we shall have to put down marigolds altogether next year,” Aunt Molly repeated three times, “and do away with marguerites. So you are Prudence Remenham. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. “Oh, John, please!” “You are already leaving me. But you will, you will. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. Do you think that it makes for happiness to force oneself into the extravagant belief that love is the only thing in the world worth having, and to sacrifice for it independence, self-respect, one’s whole scheme of life. She knew, or guessed his mission too, for more than once their eyes met, and she laughed mockingly at him.
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