He did not explain what had happened to her. “Before I took up the Suffrage,” a firm, flat voice remarked, “I could scarcely walk up-stairs without palpitations. ‘You are not the only one to seek them out,’ he said. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening appearance of the night. Most of them didn’t, anyhow. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge.
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