The introduction to Linda Rossiter in her female form would be embarrassing and would doubtless set that good lady questioning and speculating.
Yet she felt she must see Rossiter--writing was always dangerous and inadequate--and reason with him; beg him not to spoil his own chances in life for her, not lose his head in politics and personal animosities on her behalf, as he seemed likely to do.

Already people were speaking of him as a parallel to -- --, and -- --, and -- -- (you can fill the blanks for yourself with the names of great men of science who have become ineffective, quarrelsome, isolated members of Parliament); saying it was a great loss to Science and no gain to the legislature.
As to Frank Gardner, she was equally eager for a long explanatory talk with him.

Except that her life had inured her to surprises and unexpected meetings, it was sufficiently amazing that Frank and she, who had not seen each other or touched hands for thirteen years, should meet thus in a dangerous scuffle in a dense struggling crowd outside the Houses of Parliament.

She must so arrange matters after lunch that Frank should not prevent her hour's talk with Rossiter, yet should have the long explanation he himself deserved.

An idea.
She would telephone to Praddy and invite herself and Frank to tea at his studio after she had left the Rossiters.
Mrs.Rossiter was used to unexpected guests at lunch.