But in his presence a wall of diffidence and timidity encompassed her. Most of the mob were armed with pikes, staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. Ennison paused by the little gate. She whispered, “Another car is coming,” as lights approached their car. The mother, Cathy Beck, was as patient and as charitable of an individual that Lucy had ever known, a big kindly Polish-American woman with the heart of an angel. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. "It's very well you haven't crushed the poor little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag. Ireton rushed forward to open the wicket for him.
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