The rumble of the "apple carts" in the vault above had suddenly become ominous, and there were fitful flares of light in the blackness.
The indignation meeting broke up in a wild scurry of skirts.

It is worthy of mention that nothing definite had transpired.

The speeches of the ardent suffragettes from the wilds of London were all that the most exacting could have demanded, for they covered all of the known and a great many of the unsuspected iniquities that the masculine flesh is heir to, but except for an introductory sentence or two they failed to touch upon the object of the meeting.

They all began with something like "While I am frank to admit that Doraine is a very pretty name," or "Notwithstanding the fact that Doraine is a lovely name," or "If I had a child of my own, I should not in the least object to calling her Doraine," and so on and so forth, but they cruelly abandoned the baby in the next breath, leaving it to be revived by the ensuing speaker.
The rain came just in time to prevent a vote being taken on a motion made by Miss Gladys Spotts.

She moved that a committee of three be appointed to serve notice on Captain Trigger, et al, that it was the unanimous sense of the meeting that the women should not only have voice and vote on all public questions, but also representation in the official government.