Jean (craning to listen). Not that nice little——
Working Man. Don't you be took in, Miss.
Miss E. B. Oh, yes—I see. There's a man over here asking——
A Young Man. I've got a question, too. Are—you—married?
Another (sniggering). Quick! There's yer chawnce. 'E's a bachelor.
(Laughter.)
Miss E. B. (goes straight on as if she had not heard)—man asking: if the women get full citizenship, and a war is declared, will the women fight?
Poetic Young Man. No, really—no, really, now!
(The Crowd: "Haw! Haw!" "Yes!" "Yes, how about that?")