" "Alas! that one so highly born should submit to such a degradation?" groaned the knight. Perhaps that was the reason why she enjoyed preparing suppers at the Becks. ’ ‘I don’t know,’ confessed Gerald. 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. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. You think everything is harmless and simple, and so forth. She let him have it all, as it was, after all, for the last time. And still you interest yourself in my affairs. I'll put you aboard The Tigress to-morrow after sundown. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob.
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