Trenchard glanced at the document. ‘You are extremely empty-headed, Lucy. “Sold again,” she remarked. On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. Well, I am Nigel Ennison’s sister!” “Oh!” Anna said. This is simply a chapter of coincidences.
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