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I have had my day; and there were women in it. The world into which she was so boldly venturing was going to be wonderful, but never so wonderful as the world within these paper covers. 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. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked.
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