Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. "What is this!" cried Sir Rowland. After all, that was life. But a time will come (and that before long,) when our sex will assert its superiority; and, when we have got the upper hand, let 'em try to subdue us if they can. And a time will come, Veronica, mark my words, a time will come when you will bless me for my firmness to-night.
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