"All right. 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. ’ He held out his hand to help the girl descend. Annabel shook her head. “I don’t care a rap for remembering. I seed he was one,—and a sharp un, too,—at a glance. " "He's let out for a few hours," laughed Kneebone; "but he's going back again after supper. You can tell me the rest another time.
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