Remembering Janet Hobhouse
Elisa Segrave
Janet Hobhouse, whom I first met in a street in Paris in 1974, was someone who inspired strong emotions. Being with her was like being on a roller-coaster, an exhilarating, intense, even frightening experience – a roller-coaster you often wanted to get off.
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Vol. 15 No. 5 · 11 March 1993 » Elisa Segrave » Remembering Janet Hobhouse
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