They began the evening like usual, driving down highways and byways. “But if you weren’t keen on the suffrage business, why on earth did you go to prison?” Ann Veronica reflected. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. She kept trying to shut her legs, to stop the baby from coming out.
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