Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. Shotbolt?" asked Austin. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. There were a few loose, broken fragments of rock to reckon with upon the ledges, and one place where hands did as much work as toes. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. " "Are you sure of this?" asked Thames, who, though as brave a lad as need be, could not repress a shudder at the intelligence. " "Before that time you will be captured, if you expose yourself thus," rejoined Thames.
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