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I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. " "Did you discover any trace of footsteps?" inquired Jack eagerly. "I shall kill her if I stay longer," muttered her son, completely terrified. Wild," observed Austin, as he put on his coat, and adjusted his minor bob. She was still more stirred by the idea of the equal citizenship of men and women, by the realization that a big and growing organization of women were giving form and a generalized expression to just that personal pride, that aspiration for personal freedom and respect which had brought her to London; but when she heard Miss Miniver discoursing on the next step in the suffrage campaign, or read of women badgering Cabinet Ministers, padlocked to railings, or getting up in a public meeting to pipe out a demand for votes and be carried out kicking and screaming, her soul revolted. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. The carpenter threw himself flat upon the starling to avoid the fury of the wind. It has become a part of the order of my life. " "No. The overnight nervous strain began to tell; she became inattentive to the work before her, and it did not get on.
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