"The Lady Superintendent, who will herself kindly undertake one Saturday class in three, is of opinion that the proposition is entirely practicable and would meet with every response from the teachers concerned."
He turned enquiringly to Miss Marchrose.
"Yes, certainly," she said briefly.
"Then if Miss Marchrose will speak to the two lady teachers, Miss Farmer and Miss Sandiloe——"
Mark paused.
"Unless anyone else wishes to raise any further point in that connection," said the chairman, "I may take it that we are all agreed?"
Sir Julian, half against his will, received the odd impression that everyone was suffering from a strange sensation as of being shattered, so that scarcely any discussion of the point at issue ensued, and the remaining business of the day was disposed of between Mark Easter and Alderman Bellew with unwonted rapidity.
Fairfax Fuller spoke no word, and as soon as the meeting ended left the room with no slightest pretence at the civility of a valediction.
"Poor old Fuller!" said Mark to Julian, with his tolerant laugh.
"My sympathies are with Mr. Fuller," declared Edna lightly. "He is a misogynist, poor dear. I know he thinks that women at a meeting are a mistake; he was looking at poor Miss Marchrose with such an expression of contempt and fury! However, he carried his point as to the Saturday classes, and his scheme certainly appealed to one. All the same, I'm glad I had the courage to utter my little testimony before you all."