“I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. Take them, and may they prove as serviceable to you as I desire. ToC Twelve years! How many events have occurred during that long interval! how many changes have taken place! The whole aspect of things is altered. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. “All right so far,” she said to herself. But that bridge was more remarkable than any the metropolis now possesses. 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. I would have married her long ago, but she will not have me. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. “We have to be— modern. Which was not to say that ladies were not interested in him. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand.
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