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She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. ” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s. Lucy stood relieved that she had not messed up the solo. She's not for pleasure, but for work. “I saw—they knocked off your fetters yesterday. ’ ‘Yes, but when I think about this, I do not think I can do so,’ she said candidly. “Mind my smoking?” said Roddy. ‘See that writing table? Go and look in the drawer there.
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