’ ‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. Her greatest exploit was the howling before the mid-day meal. But I will not believe you. She had heard of women journalists, women writers, and so forth; but she was not even admitted to the presence of the editors she demanded to see, and by no means sure that if she had been she could have done any work they might have given her. Miss Klegg raised the question of women’s suffrage, and he set himself to provoke a duel between her and Miss Garvice.
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