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  EMMELINE PANKHURST & MAE WEST HAVE AFTERNOON TEA Afternoon Tea at Claridge’s London. 3:15 in the afternoon. There are afternoons that change history. There are afternoons that make history. Then there are afternoons when history puts on its best hat, orders a pot of Earl Grey, asks for extra sandwiches and quietly waits to see what happens. This was one of those afternoons. Claridge’s had survived kings. Queens. Prime ministers. Presidents. Movie stars. Millionaires. Aristocrats. Scandals. Divorces. Affairs. Americans. People who insisted on ordering coffee with afternoon tea. But nothing, absolutely nothing, had prepared Claridge’s for the reservation entered discreetly into the book that afternoon. TABLE FOR TWO. 3:00 P.M. MRS EMMELINE PANKHURST. MISS MAE WEST. No explanation. None was necessary. At precisely three o’clock, Emmeline Pankhurst had arrived. Naturally. A woman does not organise a political movement, chall...