“Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,” said she. . " "Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. She twanged the catgut under her fingers.
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