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Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. I'm going through his pockets. “But if you weren’t keen on the suffrage business, why on earth did you go to prison?” Ann Veronica reflected. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees.
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