“I don’t think you realize,” Ann Veronica began again, “that I am rather a defective human being. She HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. It is you who took my name, not I yours. “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us. Loans will just ruin my life because I need so many of them. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window.
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