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. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. He built her the most beautiful castle 242 in the world in the desert, carving fountains where real water ran and gardens in a place where no plant had ever bloomed. ‘Oh, you may come to me on any mission you like,’ uttered Mrs Sindlesham roguishly.
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