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He was certainly a fierce man, but he was a little man, and there was an agreeable peculiarity in his eye. Audrey, suddenly inspired and emboldened, faced him; she shrugged her shoulders Gallically at Miss Ingate's trunk, and gave a sad, sweet, wistful smile, and then put her hand with an exquisite inviting gesture on the smallest of her own trunks.
He was carrying a box of chocolates doubtless one of the little things that Mr. Price had had instructions to provide for the evening, Mr. Gilman perhaps would not have caught sight of them had it not been for the stridency of Miss Ingate's voice, which caused him to turn round.
"You seem to forget, Miss Ingate," said Audrey solemnly, "that Cousin Caroline left me a legacy of two hundred pounds last year, and that I've never seen a penny of it. Father absolutely declined to let me have the tiniest bit of it. Well, I've taken half. He can keep the other half for his trouble." Miss Ingate's mouth stood open, and her eyes seemed startled. "But you can't go to London alone.
And when certain minor arrangements had been made, the car mounted the hill into Colchester and took the Frinton road, leaving Miss Ingate's fly far behind. The house of the Spatts was large, imposing and variegated. It had turrets, balconies, and architectural nooks in such quantity that the unaided individual eye could not embrace it all at once.
It said: "More Suffragette Riots." She had a qualm, for her conscience was apt to be tyrannic, and its empire over her had been strengthened by the long, steady course of hard work which she had accomplished. Miss Ingate's arguments had not placated that conscience.
Miss Ingate's lower lip dropped at the corners. "You've had a tiff." "Winnie, we haven't." "Did you go to all his concerts?" "All. I heard all his practising, and I sat in the stalls at all his concerts. Quite contrary to my principles, of course. But, Winnie, it's very queer, I wanted to do it. So naturally I did it. We've never been apart until now."
Impelled to act in spite of herself, Audrey took Nick into the bedroom, and as soon as Musa had been introduced into the drawing-room she embraced Nick in silence and escorted her on tiptoe through Miss Ingate's bedroom to the vestibule and waved an adieu. Then she retraced her steps and made a grand entry into the drawing-room from her own bedroom. She meant to dispose of Musa immediately.
You are a friend of Miss Ingate's and therefore on our side. Indeed, if a woman such as you were not on our side, I wonder whom we could count on. Miss Ingate is, of course, a subscriber to the Union " "Only a very little one," cried Miss Ingate.
He and Miss Ingate would enjoy together the most enormous talks. She was, however, aware that Miss Ingate's opinion of him was not very different from her own. Each time she saw her father and Miss Ingate in communion she would say in her heart to Miss Ingate: "You are disloyal to me." ... Was it possible that she had confided to Miss Ingate her fearful secret?
Miss Ingate's often repeated account of the scene always made her laugh, and the memory of it now caused her to smile faintly. "I want to suggest to you," Rosamund proceeded, "that you begin to work for me." "For the suffrage or for you?" "It is the same thing," said Rosamund coldly. "I am the suffrage. Without me the cause would not have existed to-day." "Well," said Audrey, "of course I will.
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