"He's about to cross the river. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. I don’t suppose you could tell me even the derivation of suffrage if I asked you. The longing to talk to someone! But in the end she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving.
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