Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. “Would you stand it? I’m going to clear out. Well, kill me. Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. . With the same inducements we should all do the same thing. “This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said. She was still more stirred by the idea of the equal citizenship of men and women, by the realization that a big and growing organization of women were giving form and a generalized expression to just that personal pride, that aspiration for personal freedom and respect which had brought her to London; but when she heard Miss Miniver discoursing on the next step in the suffrage campaign, or read of women badgering Cabinet Ministers, padlocked to railings, or getting up in a public meeting to pipe out a demand for votes and be carried out kicking and screaming, her soul revolted. "What if he did escape?" "My utmost efforts should be used to bring him to justice. You can test it out on us this Thanksgiving Sunday. The twins were a hard delivery, a C-Section. This time he couldn't get far.
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