McClintock could
not browbeat him, storm as he might. You can come back for
these, for you’ll carry him to the gatehouse, that’s what you’ll do. "
"That isn't the point, Hoddy. "Not proud in the least, I declare. “But if you weren’t keen on
the suffrage business, why on earth did you go to prison?”
Ann Veronica reflected. ‘Parbleu, you waste time. CHAPTER XXVII
His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her
suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent
thought. For all the
enervating heat, he applied himself vigorously to his tasks. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting
dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs. She was drawn
first by Miss Miniver, and then by her own natural interest, into a curious
stratum of people who are busied with dreams of world progress, of great and
fundamental changes, of a New Age that is to replace all the stresses and
disorders of contemporary life. What isn’t
a day-dream is this: that you and I are going to put an end to flummery—and
go!”
“Go!” said Ann Veronica, clenching her hands.
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