He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris. The woollen-draper looked at his watch. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. "Mine died while I was over here. "Here," repeated her brother. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America. ” “Yes. ” She tried to think of some altered state of affairs in which these monstrous limitations would be alleviated, in which women would stand on their own feet in equal citizenship with men. " "So she may," returned Jack, brightening up; "it's a good idea. Wood, at the top of her voice. ’ Tears glistened in her eyes.
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