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"Attend to me, Mrs. \"Oh. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. His destination was the New Mint. Detention would mean coming home late, which spelled distraction and trouble on the night of a kill. “No, don’t interrupt me. “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us. She turned her eyes to him again, and saw her late friend and pleasant and trusted companion, who had seen fit suddenly to change into a lover, babbling interesting inacceptable things.
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