It was the _principle_ involved:--that a girl of nineteen is to be treated as a free and responsible being, and not as though she were still a child in the nursery.

"Cousin Philip may have had the right to say he wouldn't have Jim Donald in his house, if he felt that way--but he had no right whatever to prevent my meeting him in town, if I chose to meet him--that's _my_ affair!--that's the point! All these men here are in league.

It's _not_ Jim's character that's in question--I throw Jim's character to the wolves--it's the freedom of women!" So the tumult in her surged to and fro, mingled all through with a certain unwilling preoccupation.

That semi-circular bow-window on the south side of the house, which she commanded from her seat under the cedar, was one of the windows of the library.

Hidden from her by the old bureau at which he was writing, sat Buntingford at work.