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On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. “I’m a big boy, you know. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. "Well, Jack," he said, after a pause, "are you disposed to go back quietly with me?" "You'll ascertain that when you attempt to touch me," rejoined Sheppard, resolutely. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead.
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