"If I try to sit idle, I _shall_ be ill." She could read nothing but newspapers; her piano was silent; she talked politics, and politics only.

Never was seen such a change in woman, declared her intimates; yet, in spite of probabilities, they thought her more charming than ever.

No word of animosity ever fell from her lips; what inspired her was simple ardour for Denzil's cause, and, as she considered it, that of the oppressed multitude.

In her way, said Toby Liversedge, she was as eloquent as Quarrier himself, and sundry other people were of the same opinion..