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. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. . " "The pianist?" "Yes. General Lord Charvill disinherited him for his pains. " "To make him forget the knock?" "Precisely. ‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you. I’ve just finished my first symphony!” He said proudly. All this was exciting and entertaining. Fifteen from forty is twenty-five. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMjEuNDYuNzggLSAwMS0xMC0yMDI0IDA5OjMyOjI0IC0gNzQxODE0MzE2
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 30-09-2024 19:02:15