A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. “Anna, you are the dearest, bravest sister in the world,” she cried. But a man’s opposition always inclined her to the suffrage side; she had a curious feeling of loyalty in seeing the more aggressive women through. ” He coughed gently. I do not intend to allow you to forget. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. However, come along. “I am getting plain,” she said, with a little shudder.
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