" "It's no use going to bed," answered Rachel. And at length her penultimate day in Morningside Park dawned for her. She meditated profoundly through several enormous cold hours on all that had happened and all that she had done since the swirl of the suffrage movement had submerged her personal affairs. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate claims. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. "Here he is, waterman," exclaimed the benevolent carpenter. "I am surprised we have received no summons for attendance to-day," he remarked; "perhaps the other robber may be secured. Why aren’t you folded up clean in lavender—as every young woman ought to be? What have you been doing with yourself?. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. If you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also. He had not taken many steps when he perceived Quilt Arnold in the upper gallery, with a lamp in his hand.
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