I can’t imagine Londoners—particularly interested in me. My politics in that matter wouldn’t be to give women votes. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. One of those hanging moments ensued— hypnotic. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella.
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