‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. Winifred instantly picked it up. “And all the rest of it perhaps is a song. ‘Tell me, my boy. He wondered if the young fool had any idea of what he had drawn in this tragic lottery called marriage. “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. In passing, why do we fear death? For our sins? Rather, isn't it the tremendous inherent human curiosity to know what is going to happen to-morrow that causes us to wince at the thought of annihilation? A subconscious resentment against the idea of entering darkness while our neighbour will proceed with his petty affairs as usual? "It's nip and tuck," said the doctor; "but we'll pull him through.
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