" "And what—what was your answer?" demanded the widow, eagerly. ” She turned abruptly at right angles to the path they followed. “Of course he may merely have been telling her who we were, but I think it improbable. On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. He was in love with her! She tried to grasp all the welter of values in the situation simultaneously, and draw some conclusion from their disorder. The word handsome was a little beyond her grasp. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. To-morrow I am going to Paris. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured.
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