The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. Nothing else weighs against it. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. But a man’s opposition always inclined her to the suffrage side; she had a curious feeling of loyalty in seeing the more aggressive women through.
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