"Yes … but dreadfully tired. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. ‘But what will happen to Lucia? Are we to kill her?’ ‘Of course not. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. I shall count it a privilege. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. Could she go through with it? She must. 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. ’ ‘Did no one know, then?’ ‘No, for the vicomte, we learned later, wrote to General Lord Charvill in pursuit of his sister. “You did not wish to see him particularly this evening, then?” Anna hesitated. " "He's gone to Enfield after Blueskin, who has so long eluded his vigilance," rejoined Austin. “You should probably wash all of that stuff off of yourself. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment.
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