" In stepping across the room, some sharp point in the floor pierced his foot, and stooping to examine it, he found that the wound had been inflicted by a long rusty nail, which projected from the boards. Lucy's grin faded. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. In other respects, they were equally indecorous and offensive. Ruth could not be told now. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters.
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