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Once, when their pathway led through a littered farm-yard, he had taken her up in his arms and carried her and she had felt a glad pride in him that he had borne her lightly as if she had been a child, looking up at her and laughing. It was utterly illogical; but her interest in the principles of Social Democracy was gone.!
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“No,” answered Joan. “I hope you’re not. I’m generally in about this time; and it’s always nice to gossip over a dish of tea.” Joan replaced the letter in its envelope, and laid it down upon the desk. Unconsciously a smile played about her lips. “It would be rather interesting, a fight between them,” said Joan. “Myself I should back Phillips.”
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