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The nurse shot her a swift glance. “I’m glad of that,” she said dryly. She let Joan go upstairs. “I do not know,” she answered. “He was not the regular Incumbent. But it was someone that I seemed to know quite well—that I must have been familiar with.”!
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She met Carleton by chance a day or two later, as she was entering the office. “I want to see you,” he said; and took her up with him into his room. “By Jove,” she exclaimed. “Why did I never think of it. With a red flag and my hair down, I’d be in all the illustrated papers. It would put up my price no end. And I’d be able to get out of this silly job of mine. I can’t go on much longer. I’m getting too well known. I do believe I’ll try it. The shouting’s easy enough.” She turned to Joan. “Are you going to take up socialism?” she demanded.
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