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On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. Here was not the individual against whom she had been warned. The next moment, however, he was picked up, and set upon his feet by a person who, having witnessed the accident, flew across the road to his assistance. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. She looked at Lucy guiltily, wondering if she would be betrayed. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked. She winked at him as he shut the door.

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