"I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt. " "There's but one way of clearing it, your worship," said the Master, archly. She loved her mother Marina more than any other thing in the world and could not bear to speak to her for a fortnight after being told her fate. Now, will you do me the honour of lunching with me, Miss Pellissier?” Anna hesitated. But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. That would be an unkind twist of fate. 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.
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