It came to Ann Veronica one night after a long talk with Miss Miniver, as a
sudden remarkable thing, as a grotesque, novel aspect, that this slowly
elaborating biological scheme had something more than an academic interest for
herself. On her lapel was an ivory
button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. "I ought to tell you that Mr. didn’t have to. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. They
used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s
exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and,
anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly
mischance. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. ’
‘Ah, that is good,’ sighed the lady. It'll be
your turn to save mine next.
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