To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
It did not shock her; it amazed her, interested her beyond measure. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. She was still more stirred by the idea of the equal citizenship of men and women, by the realization that a big and growing organization of women were giving form and a generalized expression to just that personal pride, that aspiration for personal freedom and respect which had brought her to London; but when she heard Miss Miniver discoursing on the next step in the suffrage campaign, or read of women badgering Cabinet Ministers, padlocked to railings, or getting up in a public meeting to pipe out a demand for votes and be carried out kicking and screaming, her soul revolted. Everything was done in a genteel and ordinary way, but on the other hand, there was no lingering. She’s so embarrassed about it that she only wears one-piece swimsuits when she tans outside. He talked in the same style, and pretty nearly in the same language; laughed in the same manner, and coughed, or sneezed at the same time. To her satisfaction, the captain reddened a trifle. ” There was a moment’s silence. She swallowed hard. They are used to me, they only cry because they have become so used to being here. He fancied that when they had had time to reflect, they would regret it still more. When I am angry, I can get very mean.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMjEuMTA0LjE4MyAtIDI4LTA5LTIwMjQgMDM6MzA6NDMgLSA2NjEyMzA1OTE=
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 23-09-2024 04:33:44