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"There must be a quicker way to the sea than that." Mr. Russell cared not for her and cared not for Launceston. The spell was cast upon Christina's wheels. There was no escaping the appointed way. Launceston reached out its net and caught them. Almost as far as the post office, Anonyma was protesting: "We will NOT go through Launceston." "Launceston was determined to get us," laughed Mrs. Russell.
Cousin Gustus laughed hysterically in chorus, and then said that his head ached, and that he thought he would go to bed early. Anonyma led him away. "Please don't make peace for a week or two yet," begged Kew. "Let me see what I can do first. I am going to-morrow." "How foolish of you," said Mrs. Russell. "If you like, I believe I have enough influence to get you to America instead."
"Little disagreements with Gustus." "She wanted to bring vermin into the house," mourned Cousin Gustus. Kew suggested: "White mice?" "Not vermin unattended," Anonyma explained. "She wanted to adopt Brown Borough babies. She had been working desultorily in the Brown Borough since War broke out."
Upon these splendidly monotonous fine ladies flashes the vision of "Anonyma," with her meretricious beauty, and her daring toilettes. Amenable to no social Mrs. Grundy, her love of dress develops itself in bold contrasts of color, in bizarre and showy ornaments, in picturesque, and often in grotesque and tawdry effects. But whatever the details, the whole is always striking.
"If you won't die for England, England isn't yours to love. You shall not have that honour." "If dying for England is the test of a patriot," said the pink Quaker, "what about you?" "I would die for England. I work for England," said Anonyma. She went on: "I have told you already that women in either sex are superfluous to-day.
"It is much more delightful," Anonyma informed the sea, "to be intelligent than to be beautiful. Why do we all try to make our outsides beautiful? There is competition in beauty, but there is brotherhood in intelligence. To be clever is to share a secret and a smile with all clever people."
Madam, you gave her ten roubles and she took it, because it was from you, madam! Do you hear, madam? From no one else in the world would this Marya Anonyma take it, or her grandfather, the officer killed in the Caucasus before the very eyes of Yermolov, would turn in his grave. But from you, madam, from you she will take anything.
Yes, I have built to-day, a wall against to-morrow, So let to-morrow knock, I shall not be afraid, For none shall give me death, and none shall give me sorrow, And none shall spoil this darling day that I have made. No storm shall stir my sea. No night but mine shall shade This day that I have made. "We will start on our quest to-morrow," said Anonyma. "To-day I must work."
Russell's melodramatic laughter as he approached the sitting-room door, and he trembled. She laughed "Ha-ha-ha" in a concise way, and the sound was constant. "That is her ready sense of fun that you can hear," said Anonyma bitterly. "She is teaching Gustus to see the humorous side." They entered to find poor Cousin Gustus bending like a reed before a perfect gale of "Ha-ha-ha's." Mrs.
"I didn't," said Anonyma. "I meant them all as applied to England." "Don't you think we'd better take each other in to make sure?" suggested her companion. "The Inspector's quite a good sort. I know him well...." "You may read my notebook if you like to make quite sure," said Anonyma. "I'm almost sure the Inspector would have either too much or too little sense of humour for the situation."
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