‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. “Before I took up the Suffrage,” a firm, flat voice remarked, “I could scarcely walk up-stairs without palpitations. “Could you play ‘Fiddler on the Roof’?” father Thomas pleaded. They struck her as cold and indifferent. F.
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