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Sheppard, distractedly. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances. ’ ‘Leonardo again,’ Gerald muttered and, to her disappointment, dropped her hand. Ennison, or any other young man. ” Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. Then he stood up and hailed a fiacre. Also, you must send someone to fetch my horse—at least, it is not mine but I have borrowed it to come here—because it will be dark very soon and—’ ‘Woof! Hold it, hold it,’ begged the sergeant. She thought that women were not made for the struggle and turmoil of life— their place was the little world, the home; that their power lay not in votes but in influence over men and in making the minds of their children fine and splendid. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth.
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