[She catches JAWBONES' eye; unnoticed by the others, she takes him
aside. They whisper.]
ANNYS How is it going?
LADY MOGTON You must be prepared for winning. [She puts again the
question that ANNYS has frequently been asked to answer during the
last few days.] What are you going to do?
[MRS. MOUNTCALM-VILLIERS enters, as usual in a flutter of
excitement.]
MRS. MOUNTCALM-VILLIERS Am I late?
[They brush her back into silence. ELIZABETH takes charge of her.]
ANNYS [She has risen.] You think it wise tactics, to make it
impossible for Geoffrey to be anything else in the future but our
enemy?
LADY MOGTON [Contemptuously.] You are thinking of him, and not of
the cause.
ANNYS And if I were! Haven't I made sacrifice enough?--more than
any of you will ever know. Ay--and would make more, if I felt it
was demanded of me. I don't! [Her burst of anger is finished.
She turns, smiling.] I'm much more cunning than you think. There
will be other elections we shall want to fight.
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