The fortnight of good feeding, of quiet nights and lazy days under her mother's roof had done her much good.

She was not quite so thin, the dark circles under her grey eyes had vanished, and she found not only in herself but even in the most middle-aged of her associates a delightful spirit of tomboyishness in their swelling revolt against the Liberal leaders.

It was specially during the remainder of 1912 that Vivie noted the enormous good which the Suffrage movement had done and was doing to British women.

It was producing a splendid camaraderie between high and low.

Heroines like Lady Constance Lytton mingled as sister with equally heroic charwomen, factory girls, typewriteresses, waitresses and hospital nurses.