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When this had been accomplished, the militant suffragette at once stood up, and spoke with the aggressive energy that marked her every act. "I move that we dispense with the reading of the minutes of the last meeting." "Yes, I think we ought to," Cicily agreed, and she smiled approval on Mrs. Flynn. "In fact, there were no minutes." But Mrs.

Cicily, however, spared him the pains of any disclaimer by uttering one for herself. "Need cheering! I! What an absurd idea!" Hamilton smiled gladly as he heard his wife speak thus bravely in assurance of her entire contentment. Now, for the first time, he turned toward her. But it was plain that he failed to note her appearance with any degree of particularity.

Delancy cried, in deep disgust. "Do you hear? Now, isn't that just like a woman?" "Yes, James," Mrs. Delancy answered meekly; "I know that you're right. But, somehow, I think Cicily, too, is right." At this paradoxical pronouncement, Delancy stared fixedly at his wife in stark amazement. "What!" he gasped. "What! After forty years, you say that to me! You question my business judgment!

But, before she reached the door, Hamilton spoke again, gravely, quite without anger: "Cicily, my dear," he said, "I give you credit for being as sincere and honest as you are foolish. So, the only chance for all of us is that you should do your best now, at once, to prevent an issue that may spell catastrophe for all of us.

Then, as he comprehended the purport of her scheme, his instinct for finesse had caused him to seize on it impetuously, to act upon it immediately.... Surely, Cicily thought, since Uncle Jim had been won over, there remained only the working out of details to insure a glorious victory her victory for Charles!

But, by this time, Cicily had come to a realization of the fact that the other women present were every whit as ignorant of parliamentary law as was she herself. So, in this emergency, she did not scruple to make audacious retort. She answered with exceeding blandness: "But, you see, Miss Johnson, there's already a motion before the house." Thereupon, Mrs.

He laughed aloud over the folly of this idea as a means of escape from disaster. "What are contracts when the men are starving?" The question came with an earnestness that did more credit to the heart than to the head of the wife. "If that isn't like a woman!" The man's tone was surcharged with disgust. "Cicily, I've had enough of this." "Then, you won't fight?"

"You mean " He hesitated, then added: "You mean that you and I that is, you mean that you ?" "Yes, yes," Cicily answered hastily, with no abatement of her excitement and triumph. "Yes, together, we'll show 'em!" At this explicit declaration, Hamilton burst out laughing. "You!" he ejaculated, derisively. "Yes, I," Cicily maintained, stoutly. "Why, I showed Mrs. Carrington the other day.

Cicily listened until she heard the door of the library slam noisily. In the interval, she retained her attitude of consummate ease. But, with the sound of the closing door, she was suddenly metamorphosed. Her eyes drooped wearily. She cowered within the chair as one stricken with a vertigo. The slender hands unclasped from behind her head, and shut themselves over her face.

We can't go back." "But, Cicily," Hamilton remonstrated, greatly hurt by her resistance to his humble resolve, "you don't understand! I admit that I was wrong more than partly to blame, perhaps." That was as far as he could go. The wife who loved him smiled secretly at the obvious effort with which he acknowledged so much. It was enough to satisfy her in that direction more than enough!

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