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Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. ”
“Well, I have two,” said Mr. “Michelle, I think
that you are the victim of an extremely overactive
imagination. "Is it poison?" she asked. . “I was very foolish to have been
deceived even for a moment. The flight. “But if you weren’t keen on
the suffrage business, why on earth did you go to prison?”
Ann Veronica reflected. " Upon which, Mr. ‘I fear you mistake, Emile.
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