I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities. I must take you to the Suffrage people, and the Tolstoyans, and the Fabians. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. But, egad! I believe he will. ” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. Melusine grasped the hilt of the sword she had been carefully holding, and came out into the light. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming.
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