The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. Both husband and wife affected an unnatural ease of manner for the benefit of the efficient parlor-maid, who was putting the finishing touches to the sideboard arrangements. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. And yet he knew clearly and definitely what he purposed to do, what the future would be. He had done his best, pitching with determined fury that resulted in two outs. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. "Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. "Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone.
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