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So I am already no longer the girl you knew at Morningside Park. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. There was a wild light in her eye, and her straight hair was out demonstrating and suffragetting upon some independent notions of its own. It had ever been her policy, much to Melusine’s relief, for she was apt to complain that it only made her mad and there was nothing she could do about it.
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