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The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here. I speak frankly, because you also know that no possible extremity would induce me to accept help from any living person. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. I didn’t! I didn’t! After all—” For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it was the one desirable thing. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. “I’ve fallen in love. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. She hung for a moment, and then went on, conclusively, “Until we have the vote that is how things WILL be. In a moment they were in the street outside. ” She said and began to pace the hard dirt. “It is the worst of including in our vocabulary words which have no definite meaning, perhaps I should say of which the meaning varies according to one’s personal point of view. Fifteen from forty is twenty-five. It was dated from the House of Commons on the previous day. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid.

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