“Before I took up the Suffrage,” a firm, flat voice remarked, “I could scarcely walk up-stairs without palpitations. We were fellow passengers from Charing Cross, and we have been fellow lodgers in the Rue d’Entrepot. Two-and-twenty! I can’t imagine what your parents can be thinking about to let you get into these scrapes. I can now give myself to God utterly; no human emotion will ever be shuttling in between.
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