She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. “Freedom! Citizenship! And the way to that—the way to everything—is the Vote. . “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five! “A glittering wilderness of time That to the sunset reaches No keel as yet its waves has ploughed Or gritted on its beaches. ‘That’s right. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. A sob was strangled in her throat.
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