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"Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. There was something holding women down, holding women back, and if it wasn’t exactly man-made law, man-made law was an aspect of it. " In stepping across the room, some sharp point in the floor pierced his foot, and stooping to examine it, he found that the wound had been inflicted by a long rusty nail, which projected from the boards. ” “And he accepted meekly?” “Practically.

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