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Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. He looked just as Julian had the night she had first met him outside the Joliet Laundromat. She paused. She was no longer a confederate in that. You refuse me your confidence. He unlocked himself from her embrace. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. Wood scarcely knew where he was. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. ‘Seen her again, have you? Well, if she’s been giving you as much saucy impudence as I’ve had to contend with, I can only say I’m glad of it.
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