It was the gallows. His instinct
was in the direction of considering his daughters his absolute property, bound to
obey him, his to give away or his to keep to be a comfort in his declining years
just as he thought fit. “Don’t you think I ought to?” she
asked, very submissively. Stanley,
putting his hands on the table in the manner rather of a barrister than a solicitor,
and regarding her balefully through his glasses with quite undisguised animosity,
asked, “And may I presume to inquire, then, what you mean to do?—how do
you propose to live?”
“I shall live,” sobbed Ann Veronica. To Capes he was almost deferential, and she
had never seen him deferential in the old time, never. The moment they cease to be serviceable, or become dangerous he
lodges an information, and the matter's settled. "So, stir your stumps, Saint
Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents,
the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a
filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. You are to make for that and get into the lobby if you can, and so try
and reach the floor of the House, crying ‘Votes for Women!’ as you go.
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