There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. She forgot her vital hatred of the South Seas; she forgot that McClintock's would not differ a jot from the old island she had for ever left behind her; she forgot all the doctor's lessons and warnings. A common rage flushed their faces. ‘What is it?’ asked Roding. Michelle was too polite to put it into words. ’ ‘Where then is your uniform?’ ‘I don’t wear it to balls. 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.
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