“No. But she has captured you. You are going.”
“Going where?”
“To London, to take part in these riots.”
“I shan’t have anything to do with riots.”
“Within a month you will have been in a riot, Madame ... and I shall regret it.”
“And even if I am, Madame! You are a friend of Rosamund’s. You must be in sympathy.”
“In sympathy with what?”
“With—with all this suffragism, feminism. I am anyway!” Audrey sat up straight. “It’s horrible that women don’t have the Vote. And it’s horrible the things they have to suffer in order to get it. But they will get it!”
“Why do you say ‘they’?”
“I mean ‘we.’”