rstood that this
business had to be seen through, and seen through with neatness and
dignity; and that wisp of regret vanished absolutely in her
concentration upon these immediate needs.

Sec.11

Some day, when the arts of the writer and illustrator are more closely
blended than they are to-day, it will be possible to tell of all that
followed this blow, with an approach to its actual effect. Here there
should stand a page showing simply and plainly the lower half of the
window of the Jago Street Post Office, a dark, rather grimy pane,
reflecting the light of a street lamp--and _broken_. Below the pane
would come a band of evilly painted woodwork, a corner of letter-box, a
foot or so of brickwork, and then the pavement with a dropped lump of
iron. That would be the sole content of this page, and the next page
would be the same, but very slightly fainter, and across it would be
printed a dim sentence or so of explanation. The page following that
would show the same picture again, but now several lines of type would
be visible, and then, as one turned over, the smashed window would fade
a little, and the printed narrative, still darkened and dominated by it,
would nevertheless resume. One would read on how Lady Harman returned to
convince the incredulous young Yorkshireman of her feat, how a man with
a barrow-load of bananas volunteered comments, and how she went in
custody, but with the extremest dignity, to the police-station. Then,
with some difficulty, because that imposed picture would still prevail
over the letterpress, and because it would be in small type, one would
learn how she was bailed out by Lady Beach-Mandarin, who was clearly the
woman she ought to have gone to in the first place, and who gave up a
dinner with a duchess to entertain her, and how Sir Isaac, being too
torn by his feelings to come near her spent the evening in a frantic
attempt to keep the whole business out of the papers. He could not
manage it. The magistrate was friendly next morning, but inelegant in
his friendly expedients; he remanded Lady Harman until her mental
condition could be inquired into, but among her fellow-defendants--there
had been quite an epidemic of window-smashing that evening--Lady Harman
shone pre-eminently sane. She said she had broken this window because
she was assured that nothing would convince people of the great
dissatisfaction of women with their conditions except such desperate
acts, and when she was remin