" "My negligence, Mr. ‘Your niece, ma’am. “It looks all right,” said Capes. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. ” “God send you may never repent it!” cried Capes. “Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. The scanty furniture of the rooms corresponded with their dungeon-like aspect.
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