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"But I dread the effect your departure may have upon your poor mother. " The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. ” Lucy spat. The very sight of these impediments, would have appalled a less courageous spirit than Sheppard's—but nothing could daunt him. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround.
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