Linda:  “I thought you’d like it.  I remembered your saying that blue always became me.” (Dabs at her eyes with a small lace handkerchief.)

Loud double knocks begin to sound.  Dinner guests are soon announced.  Linda and Michael receive them heartily.  Rossiter—­as many a public man does and has to do—­shoves his vain regrets, remorse, anxiety, weary longing for the unattainable—­somewhere to the back of his brain, where these feelings will not revive till he lies awake at three in the morning; and prepares to entertain half-a-dozen hearty men and buxom women who are easily impressed by a little spoon-fed science.  Linda is soon distracted from the scrap of paper in her bosom and gives all her attention to her cousins and grown-up school friends from Bradford and Northallerton who are delighted to see the New Year in amid the gaieties of London.

But before she rings for her maid and undresses that night, she locks the burnt fragment in a secret drawer of her desk.

The Ministry which was returned to power in December, 1910, had to plan during the first half of 1911 to keep the Suffragists becalmed with promises and prevent their making any public protest which might mar the Coronation festivities.  So various Conciliation Bills were allowed to be read to the House of Commons and to reach Second readings at which they were passed with huge majorities.  Then they came to nothingness by being referred to a Committee of the whole House.  Still a hope of some solution was dangled before the oft-deluded women, who could hardly believe that British Ministers of State would be such breakers of promises and tellers of falsehoods.  In November, 1911, there being no reason for further dissembling, the Government made the announcement that it was contemplating a Manhood Suffrage Bill, which would override altogether the petty question as to whether a proportion of women should or should not enjoy the franchise.  This new electoral measure was to be designed for men only, but—­the Government opined—­it might be susceptible of amendment so as to admit women likewise.

[Probably the Government had satisfied itself beforehand that, acting on some unwritten code of Parliamentary procedure, the Speaker would rule out such an amendment as unconstitutional.  At any rate, this is what he did in 1913.]

The wrath of the oft-deluded women flamed out with immediate resentment when the purport of this trick was discerned.  Led by Mrs. Pethick Lawrence a band of more than a thousand women and men (and some of the presumed men were, like Vivie, women in men’s clothes, as it enabled them to move about with more agility and also to escape identification) entered Whitehall and Parliament Street armed with hammers and stones.  They broke all the windows they could in the fronts of the Government offices and at the residences of Ministers of State.  Vivie found herself shadowed everywhere by Bertie Adams though