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“Have you ever seen Annabel with him?” she asked. Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream. He was now aided with a powerful implement, with which he soon contrived to make a hole in the wall. Some day, when the rewards of literature permit the arduous research required, the Campaign of the Women will find its Carlyle, and the particulars of that marvellous series of exploits by which Miss Brett and her colleagues nagged the whole Western world into the discussion of women’s position become the material for the most delightful and amazing descriptions. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. In nearly every speech she heard was the same implication of great and necessary changes in the world—changes to be won by effort and sacrifice indeed, but surely to be won. ‘She ought to be. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. ” “For the others,” Annabel said tearfully, “that is well enough. " The spinsters nodded approvingly. They moved fast. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. I do not wish for you to see me feed. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror.

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