He then unfolded his choice and held it before her face. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. You are to make for that and get into the lobby if you can, and so try and reach the floor of the House, crying ‘Votes for Women!’ as you go. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. I spend many delightful hours thinking of the pleasant and beautiful things of life. “Let’s go. Austin was dismissing a host of inquirers who had been attracted thither by the news,—for it had already been extensively noised abroad. She could not go to him when it was apparent that he needed her beyond all other instances! What had caused this agony did not matter—then. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes.
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