"I shall like to call you that. "Oh, Heavens!" cried Mrs. Contrasted with the confused
movement and presences of a Fabian meeting, or the inexplicable enthusiasm
behind the suffrage demand, with the speeches that were partly egotistical
displays, partly artful manoeuvres, and partly incoherent cries for unsoundly
formulated ends, compared with the comings and goings of audiences and
supporters that were like the eddy-driven drift of paper in the street, this long,
quiet, methodical chamber shone like a star seen through clouds. It had been brighter
than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements
above the bookshelves. ’
The lady opened her eyes very wide indeed. At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from
below, that the robbers were flying through the garden.
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