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1 April 2024
“Ask Phillips to come and see me,” he said. “I can be of more help, if I know exactly his views.” She laughed. “Yes,” she answered. “It ought to be grey to match your suit. And so ought your socks.”!
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Neither spoke for a while. Later on, they talked about the coming election. If the Party got back, Phillips would go to the Board of Trade. It would afford him a better platform for the introduction of his land scheme. He looked straight into her eyes. “You are,” he said. “I have been reading your articles. They are splendid. I’m going to help.”
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“I fancy that’s the idea,” said Joan. “What will you do if you fail? Go back to China?” “I suppose she’s satisfied herself that he’s brainy,” she laughed. Joan did not meet Hilda again till the child had grown into a woman—practically speaking. She had always been years older than her age. It was at a reception given in the Foreign Office. Joan’s dress had been trodden on and torn. She had struggled out of the crowd into an empty room, and was examining the damage somewhat ruefully, when she heard a voice behind her, proffering help. It was a hard, cold voice, that yet sounded familiar, and she turned.
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