It had felt wonderful to pick up the fiddle again. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. ‘Yes, th-there it is,’ she uttered, stumbling a little over the words. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. I'll try a strong dose. A sudden knock at the door startled her. " "And, so Jack Sheppard has sent back Shotbolt in this pickle," said Langley. There's a man dying—Captain Darrell. One day they were at tea in the laboratory and a discussion sprang up about the question of women’s suffrage. So soft. ” “Just so,” the doctor remarked drily. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel.
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