Luckily, Mrs. He glanced out of the window, looked back at the major and grasped the handle
of the door. She is not in the least like the descriptions
of her. Miss Garvice assumed a
quality of neutrality, professed herself almost won over by Ann Veronica’s
example, and the Scotchman decided that if women had a distinctive sphere it
was, at any rate, an enlarging sphere, and no one who believed in the doctrine of
evolution could logically deny the vote to women “ultimately,” however much
they might be disposed to doubt the advisability of its immediate concession. Opening her large black eyes, she fixed them upon
him for a moment with a mixture of terror and loathing, and then averted her
gaze. No other white people within twenty miles. His friendship seemed a thing worth having.
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