. \" \"Hi, I'm Lucy Albert. “I heard the other day that she’d been taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris, personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. All sorts of considerations come in. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. But she wished she could put the thing she had done in some way to them so that it would not hurt them so much as the truth would certainly do. I’m glad you could come. And girls and women, perhaps, are different. “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days.
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