” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. I want to know what you are doing; how you think this work of yours really does serve women. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. She hurried with Jack as fast as she could to the open door to the passage.
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