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- Author: Bernard Shaw
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1499592531
- ISBN-13: 9781499592535
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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The forenoon of the first of April, 1911. General Mitchener is at his writing table in the War Office, opening letters. On his left is the fireplace, with a fire burning. On his right, against the opposite wall is a standing desk with an office stool. The door is in the wall behind him, half way between the table and the desk. The table is not quite in the middle of the room: it is nearer to the hearthrug than to the desk. There is a chair at each end of it for persons having business with the general. There is a telephone on the table. Long silence. A VOICE OUTSIDE. Votes for Women! The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer, and listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the revolver back, ashamed; wipes his brow; and resumes his work. He is startled afresh by the entry of an Orderly. This Orderly is an unsoldierly, slovenly, discontented young man.
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- Author: Bernard Shaw
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1499592531
- ISBN-13: 9781499592535
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
The forenoon of the first of April, 1911. General Mitchener is at his writing table in the War Office, opening letters. On his left is the fireplace, with a fire burning. On his right, against the opposite wall is a standing desk with an office stool. The door is in the wall behind him, half way between the table and the desk. The table is not quite in the middle of the room: it is nearer to the hearthrug than to the desk. There is a chair at each end of it for persons having business with the general. There is a telephone on the table. Long silence. A VOICE OUTSIDE. Votes for Women! The General starts convulsively; snatches a revolver from a drawer, and listens in an agony of apprehension. Nothing happens. He puts the revolver back, ashamed; wipes his brow; and resumes his work. He is startled afresh by the entry of an Orderly. This Orderly is an unsoldierly, slovenly, discontented young man.
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