Finally she decided upon a step that had always seemed reasonable to her, but that hitherto she had, from motives too faint for her to formulate, refrained from taking. One day they were at tea in the laboratory and a discussion sprang up about the question of women’s suffrage. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. Get out your pad and pencil. She was with these movements—akin to them, she felt it at times intensely—and yet something eluded her. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. I believe that I have heard my sister speak of you.
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