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And they could talk, they found; and never once, it seemed, did their meaning and intention hitch. He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes smiling at her. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. Jack, meanwhile, heard, the shouts, and, though alarmed by them, held on a steady course. The youth with the hair brushed back and the spectacled Scotchman joined in the fray for and against the women’s vote. "It was given me by poor dear Mrs.
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