“I have given her two days’ holiday,” Anna answered. "I must tell you," she was saying. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. Ann Veronica woke rather later than usual, and lay awake for some minutes before she remembered a certain resolution she had taken in the small hours. She was an Egyptian, from the magical times. “You’re not interested in politics?” he asked, almost with a note of protest. At least that, I think, is what makes a clever woman’s independent career so much more difficult than a clever man’s.
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