Ann Veronica snatched at the opportunity, and spent most of the intervening time in the Assyrian Court of the British Museum, reading and thinking over a little book upon the feminist movement the tired woman had made her buy. The law would accord her all her previous rights: she would return to the exact status out of which in his madness he had taken her. He smiled. On the present occasion, he appeared to have bestowed more than ordinary attention on his toilette. Courtlaw rose to his feet. But I was portentous, I can assure you. It was impossible to meet the motion bodily. God, we suck. . Ann Veronica found herself in a little stirring crowd of excited women, whispering and tittering and speaking in undertones. "Austin will stare," thought Jack, "when he comes here in the morning. .
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