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On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. I am going up to dine with my sister. ‘You had better kill me, mademoiselle, because otherwise I shall end by strangling you. This child was frequently disconcerting. Get on with it, then. I fancy that this is a little more than playing at Bohemianism. Michelle was in sight, Lucy could hear her voice, high in the crowd, and saw her blond head bobbing among a sea of faces. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure.
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