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ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-1-2
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-3-4
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-5-6
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-7
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-1-2
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-3
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-1-2
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-3-4-5
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-6-7
THE CRISIS-1-2-3-4
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-1-2-3
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-4-5-6
EXPOSTULATIONS-1-2-3-4
EXPOSTULATIONS-5-6
IDEALS AND A REALITY-1-2
IDEALS AND A REALITY-3-4
IDEALS AND A REALITY-5-6-7
BIOLOGY-1-2
BIOLOGY-3-4-5-6
BIOLOGY-7-8-9
DISCORDS-1
DISCORDS-2-3-4
DISCORDS-5-6-8-9
THE SUFFRAGETTES-1-2-3
THE SUFFRAGETTES-4-5
THOUGHTS IN PRISON-1-2-3-4-5-6
ANN VERONICA PUTS THINGS IN ORDER-1-2-3-4-5-6-7
THE SAPPHIRE RING-1-2-3-4
THE SAPPHIRE RING-5-6
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-1-2-3
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-4-5-6
THE LAST DAYS AT HOME-1-2-3
IN THE MOUNTAINS-1-2-3-4
IN THE MOUNTAINS-5-6-7-8-9-10-11
IN PERSPECTIVE-1-2-3

point already carried; "you shall!" 

 

The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from 

unnamable disgraces. She hesitated about her name, and, being prompted, 

gave it at last as Ann Veronica Smith, 107A, Chancery Lane.... 

 

Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world 

could so entreat her. The arrested women were herded in a passage of 

the Panton Street Police-station that opened upon a cell too unclean for 

occupation, and most of them spent the night standing. Hot coffee 

and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent 

sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. Submission to the 

inevitable carried her through the circumstances of her appearance 

before the magistrate. 

 

He was no doubt doing his best to express the attitude of society toward 

these wearily heroic defendants, but he seemed to be merely rude and 

unfair to Ann Veronica. He was not, it seemed, the proper stipendiary at 

all, and there had been some demur to his jurisdiction that had ruffled 

him. He resented being regarded as irregular. He felt he was human 

wisdom prudentially interpolated.... "You silly wimmin," he said over 

and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad 

with busy hands. "You silly creatures! Ugh! Fie upon you!" The court was 

crowded with people, for the most part supporters and admirers of the 

defendants, and the man with the light eyelashes was conspicuously 

active and omnipresent. 

 

Ann Veronica's appearance was brief and undistinguished. She had nothing 

to say for herself. She was guided into the dock and prompted by a 

helpful police inspector. She was aware of the body of the court, 

of clerks seated at a black table littered with papers, of policemen 

standing about stiffly with expressions of conscious integrity, and 

a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of spectators close 

behind her. On a high chair behind a raised counter the stipendiary's 

substitute regarded her malevolently over his glasses. A disagreeable 

young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter's 

table, was only too manifestly sketching her. 

 

She was interested by the swearing of the witnesses. The kissing of the 

book struck her as particularly odd, and then the policemen gave their 

evidence in staccato jerks and stereotyped phrases. 

 

"Have you anything to ask the witness?" asked the helpful inspector. 

 

The ribald demons that infested the back of Ann Veronica's mind urged 


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