Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch. She wished that the drive would never end, but it was only three miles after all. “To the view that all women ought to have votes whether they like it or not. “Fancy stabbing a man for jealousy!” she thought. “That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. Wood. ’ ‘Very true.
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