‘And I trust you will pardon my inadequacies. Your purposes are defeated. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. “Are you in a hurry? Will you come in and have some coffee?” He hesitated, and glanced towards her companion.
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