‘What’s more, I wouldn’t blame her. She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them. Instead, he was bowing to her greataunt. Wood,—Winifred fainted in the arms of a female attendant,—and Wood standing beside them almost in a state of distraction. Miss Garvice assumed a quality of neutrality, professed herself almost won over by Ann Veronica’s example, and the Scotchman decided that if women had a distinctive sphere it was, at any rate, an enlarging sphere, and no one who believed in the doctrine of evolution could logically deny the vote to women “ultimately,” however much they might be disposed to doubt the advisability of its immediate concession. “If you say so, my pet. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. I'd a good many things to say to you, besides—but you've put them all out of my head. CHAPTER XXIII. ” “Rules are for every day,” said Ann Veronica.
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