Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze. They shouted to her from the wings to come off. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. They embarked upon an open and declared friendship. You’re going to live under the cat’s foot.
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