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His salary was a few paltry hundreds a year. ” She could have handled ten times the weight, and hoisted him on her back and carried him too. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. “Yes, I see that. " "Your prisoner!" echoed Jonathan, derisively. “There is no remedy, girls,” she began, breathlessly, “except the Vote. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. She had gladly lowered her eyes as she had been instructed to in front of the fine ladies and lords, as she was more interested in their clothing and fripperies than their faces.
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