Mounted police were summoned to overawe the crowd, which by this time whether suffragist and female, or neutral, non-committal and male, was giving the police on foot a very nasty time.

The four hundred and fifty women of the original impulse had increased to several thousand.

Dusk had long since deepened into a night lit up with arc lamps and the golden radiance of great gas-lamp clusters.

Flares were lighted to enable the police to see better what they were doing and who were their assailants.
But the women showed complete indifference to the horses; and the horses with that exquisite forbearance that the horse can show to the distraught human, did their utmost not to trample on small feet and outspread hands.
Here and there humanity asserted itself.

One policeman--helmetless, his fair, blond face scratched and bleeding--had in berserkr rage felled a young woman in the semi-darkness.