Anna sighed as she reflected that her sister had simply revelled in her indiscretions. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. Ramage, by a hundred skilful hints had led her to realize that the problem of her own life was inseparably associated with, and indeed only one special case of, the problems of any woman’s life, and that the problem of a woman’s life is love. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. “Maybe we could swing a scholarship to Boston College for you, you know, with your violin and all. Ruth shivered; she was cold. ” “We might even have—given it up for them!” “I wonder if we could. "I've been deceived by false information. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. Don't you hear how you've made it cry?" "Throttle the kid!" rejoined Blueskin, fiercely. Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. “Absolutely platonically,” she said. ’ The listening soldiers began to snigger behind their hands. “The Vote is the symbol of everything,” said Miss Brett.
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