OMIGAWD

The National Library have not one but *two* of the novels of Evelyn Dickinson (aka Louisa MacDonald's starched-suit-wearing, bicycle riding, cigar-smoking, politics-arguing oh-no-not-girlfriend-please-we're-ladies-here). SO GUESS WHAT I AM GOING TO DO THIS AFTERNOON?

Also, USyd library has at least one. I coulda sworn I searched there. How weird.