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His blood would be sweet with it. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. I have—run away. On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s lips twitched. “MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again.
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