There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. It was wonderful. Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. ” “No. " "Ay, here I am," said Jack, throwing off his hat and wig, and marching towards the group, amongst whom there was a general movement of surprise at his audacity. She knew, or guessed his mission too, for more than once their eyes met, and she laughed mockingly at him. ’ He held his hands out of the way, surrendering his chest for her assault. 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.
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