" "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. . There was a Greyhound bus that she was overdue to ride. "The Dutchman was right, after all. His most eager inquiries and most lavish bribes could gain no further information than that she had left for England, and that her address was—London. ” Her answer was terse. A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. ‘Come inside at once, child. " But the caution came too late.
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