"We shall be obliged to force it. " "Jacobite!" echoed Mrs. Wood, delighted at the idea. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us. ’ Gerald did not speak, but there was a look in his face that made Melusine glad she had at last had the courage to confide in him. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. This service rendered, without waiting for any farther order, she withdrew. " "I guess what share you've had in this," whispered Austin to Mrs.
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