The great rally had a fourfold purpose: to celebrate the victory of the Militants4 in the general election, during which they had fought the Liberals in forty constituencies; their energy, cleverness, and resource being not the least of the factors which had transferred eighteen seats to the Conservatives (thus throwing the Government upon the Labor6 and Irish vote for support); to protest once more against the inhuman7 treatment of the hunger strikers in Holloway gaol8; to add to the £100,000 fund; and to listen to Mrs. France’s account of her three months’ lecture tour in the United States.
When Julia had risen to speak, she had been greeted by a magnificent demonstration9. Every woman in the audience had sprung to her feet, cheered, and waved her banner for five minutes. This enthusiasm was not inspired by Julia’s notable tour only, nor to the money she had brought back with her, but to her four years’ record of steadfast10 and valuable work in the Militant5 cause, the large number of recruits she had brought in by her personal efforts, the many Liberal candidates she had helped to defeat at by-elections, her religious devotion to a work for which nothing in her previous life would seem to have prepared her, and above all, to the great gift for leadership she had displayed during the last year and a half. For her indomitable courage, her indifference11 to personal comfort, and to bodily suffering when maltreated by police, stewards, or hooligans, or endured in gaol, they had no applause; this was a mere12 matter of course. But in addition to her services, Julia was a favorite with all of them: she was picturesque13 without being sensational14, a brilliant powerful persuasive15 speaker, and a lovely picture on the platform. Moreover, she possessed16 (and desperately17 clung to) the priceless gift of humor, and humor in suffragette ranks was rare. Mrs. Pankhurst and her daughters, great speakers as they were, had not a ray of it; and even Mrs. Pethick Lawrence, the most genial19 of women, fell under the spell of the world’s tragedy the moment she rose to speak.
To-night, Julia, knowing that most of the minds present were oppressed by the sufferings in Holloway, made the account of her American experiences as diverting as possible, although she finished with a passionate20 denunciation of the Government, and an appeal to her audience to proselytize21 unceasingly, until their numbers were irresistible22.
When she sat down, Mrs. Lawrence, preparatory to making her appeal for funds, gave a graphic23 and terrible picture of the hunger strikers, who, forcibly fed through the nose and throat with surgical24 instruments of torture, were now having a dose of martyrdom that compared favorably with any in the records of the Inquisition. Julia, too well acquainted with the horrible details, glanced over the House and nodded to Ishbel Dark and Bridgit Maundrell, seated in a box. Ishbel was still the prettiest woman in any assembly she chose to grace, and her attire25, as ever, looked like the petals26 of a flower. Bridgit, severely27 tailored, albeit28 in velvet29, was sitting forward tensely, her eyes flashing at the iniquities30 of man. Julia noted31 with amusement that Maundrell was behind her, and listening with an expression no less indignant. Dark consistently refused to show himself at Suffrage18 rallies, although more sympathetic of late, but Maundrell was not only complaisant32, but converted. To have lived with Bridgit for three years and failed to be impressed by that burning and immovable faith would have stamped him superman, and the next step was to surrender to a cause capable of making such an apostle. He already had made a number of speeches, in and out of the House, advocating the extension of the franchise33 to a limited number of women, and as he was a man of distinguished34 abilities, there was much rejoicing in Suffrage ranks. He had even permitted his wife to take part in the last great raid on the House, although, without her knowledge, he had circled near her, and diverted the attention of the police when she had been too eager for trouble. He had no intention of letting her go to gaol and ruin her health.
But the Westminster police avoided arresting women of Mrs. Maundrell’s position unless their official faces were slapped. For that matter they were growing more and more averse35 from arresting women at all, and had been heard to wish that the Parliamentarians would come out and do their own dirty work. The women had so far won their liking36 and respect that when the Government wanted them knocked about, they were forced to order up reserves from the slums. The Westminster officers formed woman-proof cordons37 about the Houses of Parliament, effectively protecting the men within, but repulsed38 their assailants good-naturedly, only making arrests when the women were inexorable. When Julia, determined39 upon arrest in one of the raids of 1909, made a technical assault upon a tall policeman’s chin, he had whispered: “Harder, Mrs. France. Give me a good crack on me cheek. That’ll be assault, as the Inspector’s looking this way, and I’ll have to arrest ye.”
The great number of Militants arrested, the injustice40 of their trials and sentences, the severity of their treatment in gaol, had succeeded as nothing else had done in arousing the women of Great Britain. Very nearly a million had declared themselves in favor of Suffrage, and many of these had joined one or other of the forty-one societies and unions.
Only the mean-spirited, the hopelessly old-fashioned, and the sex idolaters had failed to rally to their cause. Never in the history of England had there been such monster mass-meetings, such impressive parades, such a widespread upheaval41. If these rebels had been Socialists42, or any other body of men demanding concessions43, they would have won their battle long since.
Mrs. Lawrence passed on to her favorite subject, the injustice of visiting the penalties of the law upon desperate girls for infanticide, while ignoring her partner in crime. Julia, whose mind had wandered to her own prison experiences, happily over before the hunger strike was organized, and the devices to which she had resorted before she had compelled arrest in spite of the duke’s vigilance, suddenly, without an instant’s transition, began to think vividly44 of Daniel Tay. She started and sat up straighter, drawing her brows together in perplexity. Her thought was very consecutive45 these days.
During their long but irregular correspondence—often conducted on his part by cable—she had thought of him exclusively while writing, or reading his characteristic letters, and then dismissed him from her mind. There was always a certain excitement in “talking” confidentially46 into a mind on the other side of the globe, and his epistles, however brief, were sympathetic. He had long since given up his attempt to turn her from her purpose; he recognized her as a force, and asserted that he was proud of her. She fancied that he no longer cared to meet her again, but found his own amusement in the novelty of the correspondence; and she too no longer experienced tremors47 at sight of his handwriting. But she was conscious of a bond, and welcomed an occasional vibration48 from the other end of the line.
And now she suddenly found herself thinking of him intensely. She peered out into that acre of faces. Could he be present? Hardly, as he had written but a few weeks ago that he was “up to his neck” in business and politics. The famous Graft49 Prosecution50 was sitting expectantly on the edge of its grave, dug by corrupting51 gold, the rallying of every dishonest business man in San Francisco to the standard of the scoundrels in politics, and a few mistakes of its own. Business, too, was “awful,” San Francisco’s luck not having turned since the morning of the earthquake. No, he could not be present, but she stirred uneasily, nevertheless. She was highly organized, and quick to respond to the concentration of another mind upon her own. Once more she searched that mass of faces, but they seemed to melt into one. She banished52 Tay from her mind. He returned promptly53. She frowned, but gave it up and let her mind drift.
Mrs. Lawrence had made her usual stirring appeal for an addition to the growing fund, and the money was rolling in. The girl stewards were running back and forth54, and Mrs. Lawrence was reading aloud the promise cards as they were handed up, while her husband made the additions on the score board. Some £5000 had been subscribed55 amidst continuous applause, when Julia forgot Tay and almost laughed aloud as she heard Mrs. Winstone’s name read out to the tune56 of £20. “Alas!” this convert had cried plaintively57 to Julia, a few days before. “What will you? Haven’t I always said that one secret of lookin’ young was to dress in the fashion of the moment, not have any silly style of your own? And you’ve got to keep your mind dressed up to date as well as your figger. I’m not goin’ to gaol and ruin what complexion58 I’ve got left, but I’ve taken a box at Albert Hall and I’m havin’ meetings in my drawin’-room. It’s a God-send to have a new fad59, anyway. All the old ones were motheaten.”
Julia lost her breath. She felt her body cold and rigid60, and all its blood flown to her face.
“Daniel Tay, £200,” read Mrs. Lawrence.
And the women cheered, as they always did when a man offered himself up for encouragement.
Julia stared at her hands and tried to close her lips! So! He was here! She was furious with herself for her agitation61; she also cast a hasty glance over her costume. Ishbel and her maid attended to her wardrobe, keeping her admirably dressed; nothing was asked of her but to wear her clothes, and this she could always be relied upon to do with distinction. She had hardly been aware of the color or fashion of her gown until this moment of searching investigation62, and was gratified to observe that it was of white chiffon cloth and gentian blue velvet; made with simplicity63, but long of line, and moulded to her round slim young figure. She wore a long chain of blue tourmalines and moonstones, the colors of her union, and presented by her American admirers. Her abundant flame-colored locks were braided about her head as in the days of Bosquith, little curls escaping on her brow and neck.
Her self-possession returned, and looking out, she deliberately64 smiled, a very hospitably65 sisterly smile. She believed that Tay would move, change his seat abruptly66; but everybody was moving, and many were standing67. To recognize him would be impossible unless he came directly up to the platform. She rather wondered that he did not, being an informal creature. Then she looked forward confidently to finding him at the stage door.
The meeting broke up, amidst renewed cheers and waving of flags. Tay was not at the stage door. After lingering for a few moments in conversation, she went round to the front entrance. But only the police stood there, a long stately and useless rank. They all saluted68 Julia, and one told her he had missed her. Finally she permitted him to put her into a cab, and drove to Clement’s Inn with her black brows in a straight line. She excogitated until the brilliant idea struggled out that Tay had intrusted his donation to some friend, who had recklessly unchained himself from his desk in that unhappy city of San Francisco.
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