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"Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. “I have never seen him in my life,” she said to the official. But she perceived that to tell Manning of her Ramage adventures as they had happened would be like tarring figures upon a water-color. "I will not submit to be thus interrogated," said Winifred, angrily. I do not believe that you will marry David Courtlaw. 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. Those lives removed,—and Sir Rowland is completely in his power, the estates would be yours—HIS! if he were your husband. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. It was a clear, lovely, October morning. Hist!’ he added, as he turned his head and noticed Alderley’s glance.

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