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She was too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had 201 been intimate, masturbatory. The house became joyous again with the talk of babies and wedding festivities. Wood had retired to his own room, where he had just summoned Thames. 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. Manning, in his entirely different dialect, indorsed her brother Roddy’s view of things. The wedding procession passed on, and the cynical rabble poured in behind.
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