Better check on Remenham House, I suppose. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. ” She tried to think of some altered state of affairs in which these monstrous limitations would be alleviated, in which women would stand on their own feet in equal citizenship with men. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. ” “How much do you owe them?” She knew forty pounds was a quite impossible sum for their neighbors.
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