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Soon the
trunk, portmanteau and hat box were ready. You
are my slave—and such you shall continue. There was no mistaking his intentions this time. "Oh! Jack! Jack!—you
little know what a price I've paid for you!"
"Well, I'm glad those women are gone," remarked Shotbolt. “By Jove!” she said, standing up at last, “that about finishes it, Ann
Veronica!”
CHAPTER THE TENTH
THE SUFFRAGETTES
Part 1
“There is only one way out of all this,” said Ann Veronica, sitting up in her
little bed in the darkness and biting at her nails. The Chapel. She was too delicate, too
fragile to survive out there. “Yes?”
“You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked
about how a girl might get an independent living.
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