The Revolt of Man

The awful nature of the crisis, and the strangeness of the sight, kept the streets in the neighbourhood of the Camp in Hyde Park full of women, young and old. They roamed about...

The congregation was large, and principally composed of men. The service was elaborate, and the singing good. Perhaps the incense was a little too strong, and there was some phy...

The first days were spent in drill, in exhortation, in feasting, and in singing. Grace Ingleby fitted new words to old tunes, and the men sang them marching across the park. A d...

Breakfast was laid for two in the smallest room--a jewel of a room--of perhaps the largest house in Park Lane. It was already half-past ten, but as yet there was only one occupa...

'They are good girls,' he sighed, 'and less unsexed than most of their sex. Thanks to my reputation for ill health, they do not interfere with my pursuits, and I can read and me...

Women, especially politicians, are (or rather were, until the Revolt) accustomed to the publicity of photographs, illustrated papers, paragraphs in society papers, and to the cu...

Professor Ingleby lived on the Trumpington Road, about a mile and a quarter from the Senate House. Her residence was a large and handsome house shut in by a high wall, with exte...

'Edward!' cried Constance, giving her cousin her hand, 'is this prudent? You ride down Park Lane as if you were riding after hounds, your unhappy attendant--poor girl!--trying i...

At seven in the morning, Lord Chester was roused from an extremely disagreeable dream. He was, in this vision, being led off to execution, in company with the Bishop, Constance,...

The Chancellor, a lady now advanced in years, was of humble origin--a fact to which she often alluded to at public meetings with a curious mixture of humility and pride: the for...

Impossible, of course, that so important a case as the appeal of Lady Carlyon should be concealed. In fact Constance's policy was evidently to give it as much publicity as possi...

It was evening when the rebel leader stood upon the heights of Hampstead and looked before him, by the light of the setting sun, upon the hazy and indistinct mass of the great c...

There was great excitement in the village of Much cum Milton--a little place about thirty miles from Chester Towers--because Lady Dunquerque's only son, Algernon, was to be marr...

One morning, after six weeks of this pleasant life, Lord Chester, who had made excellent use of his time, and was now as completely a man as his companions, was summoned to the...