His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. “The Vote is the symbol of everything,” said Miss Brett. Mr. “One runs about,” said Ann Veronica. Mother! do you know what you do? Would you sell yourself to this fiend?" "I would sell myself, body and soul, to save you," rejoined his mother, bursting from his grasp.
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