The life of Sophia Jex-Blake / by Margaret Todd (Graham Travers).
- Margaret Todd
- Date:
- 1918
Licence: In copyright
Credit: The life of Sophia Jex-Blake / by Margaret Todd (Graham Travers). Source: Wellcome Collection.
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