I want to do without that
for a time. The youth with
his hair like Russell cleared his throat and said rather irrelevantly that he knew a
man who knew Thomas Bayard Simmons, who had rioted in the Strangers’
Gallery, and then Capes, finding them all distinctly pro-Ann Veronica, if not profeminist, ventured to be perverse, and started a vein of speculation upon the
Scotchman’s idea—that there were still hopes of women evolving into
something higher. ‘Don’t involve me in your lover’s tiff. He stopped in mid-sentence, and Ann Veronica opened the door for her aunt. ’
‘But, Hilary—’
‘Don’t you begin, Lucilla, for I won’t stand for it. “I didn’t think you’d come. He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard
and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking
occupied them both. While there's life there's hope. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own
buckled sword-belt. The first was to break a dinner engagement. But over against the world Miss Miniver assembled a small but
energetic minority, the Children of Light—people she described as “being in the
van,” or “altogether in the van,” about whom Ann Veronica’s mind was disposed
to be more sceptical. “It was not necessary,” Sir John answered stiffly. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working
son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. She
was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a
great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether
feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her
short sleeve.
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