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. ” “Well,” she said, “has there not been some reason for this? The likeness to Annabel could scarcely have escaped remark. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. The sky was cloudless, effulgent blue. " "Well, well, since you desire it, I'll say no more," returned Wood. ‘I trust you are cursing Valade, and not Melusine.
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