“I wonder would you mind seeing who it is. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. “It isn’t only the dance,” she said. One day they were at tea in the laboratory and a discussion sprang up about the question of women’s suffrage.
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