“Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I came here this afternoon hoping particularly to see you for a few moments before you signed that contract. You don't want me to spoil the story, do you?" "No. What!— you know so little of that child? She ran away from you. Michelle smiled. He embraced her, kissing her cheek, then her neck. "I didn't expect this from you," rejoined Thames, resolutely. Later that night, after she had cleaned herself and changed her clothes, he returned. This gloom was impossible. She was still more stirred by the idea of the equal citizenship of men and women, by the realization that a big and growing organization of women were giving form and a generalized expression to just that personal pride, that aspiration for personal freedom and respect which had brought her to London; but when she heard Miss Miniver discoursing on the next step in the suffrage campaign, or read of women badgering Cabinet Ministers, padlocked to railings, or getting up in a public meeting to pipe out a demand for votes and be carried out kicking and screaming, her soul revolted.
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