"Because there's so much else to do."
"What else?"
The look of excited defiance in the girl's eyes sharpened.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Certainly. The Suffrage and that kind of thing?" said Madeleine
Tonbridge lightly.
"The Suffrage and that kind of thing!" repeated Delia, still smiling.
Captain Andrews who was standing near, and whose martial mind was all in confusion, owing to Miss Blanchflower's beauty, put in an eager word.
"I never can understand, Miss Blanchflower, why you ladies want the vote! Why, you can twist us round your little fingers!"
Delia turned upon him.
"But I don't want to twist you round my little finger!" she said, with energy. "It wouldn't give me the smallest pleasure."