Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. ” “Don’t be shy, Lucy. I'll be outside the hotel at nine-thirty. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. Considering how little he lets her have. . “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us.
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