The young officer sat in front, his hat perfectly straight. There was a hint of tears in her voice. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place. I've destroyed my only chance. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. 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. " "I'm a doctor. Who could guarantee a safer existence outside Florence? That Sebastian seemed to have a weird immunity to the Pestilence was a trait that went unquestioned, unanswered. ” She laughed.
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