"
"Will you tell me yes or no, please," Miss Quigg's neat little figure
was all a-quiver to the tips of her hat plumes.
"Well," said the chairman, squirming under the unpleasant experience of
being forced to a definite answer, "I suppose,--yes."
Miss Quigg turned from the squirming and smiling Mr. Pilley in contempt.
"Then," she said, "I say no. And I believe there are many here who would
say no--and men, too." The wealth of indignation and contemptuous
scorn infused into the word by which the difference in sex of the
human species was indicated, made those unhappy individuals glance
shamefacedly at each other--"only they are too timid, the creatures! or
too indifferent."
Again there was an exchange of furtive glances and smiles and an uneasy
shifting of position on the part of "the creatures."
"But if you give them time, Mr. Chairman, I believe they will perhaps
get up courage enough to speak."
Miss Quigg sat down in her place behind the organ, disappearing quite
from view except for the tips of her plumes, whose rapid and rhythmic
vibrations were eloquent of the beating of her gallant little heart.
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