"It seems like six long months to me. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. She could run away from him, if she wished, as she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. “There is no remedy, girls,” she began, breathlessly, “except the Vote. " Just then, the infant began to sob piteously.
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