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🏆 “‘A little bird whispers to me that Robert Phillips was seen walking across Richmond Park the other afternoon in company with Miss Joan Allway, formerly one of our contributors.’ Is that going to end his political career?” retorted Joan with fine sarcasm. “You mean,” she asked, “that they force themselves upon you, even if you make it plain—”!

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