Madame Valade was that kind of woman. " "And what—what was your answer?" demanded the widow, eagerly. He boasted of her ability to learn to men who were a stone’s throw from having the power of the pope himself. " "He won't be taking that. On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. ” He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. So far, however, was this submission from producing the desired effect, that it seemed only to lend additional fuel to her displeasure.
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