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" "I sha'n't want these curtains. Still, his robust frame enabled him to hold out. If they entered a shop, he paused by the doorway, as if waiting for the journey to be resumed. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. “Freedom! Citizenship! And the way to that—the way to everything—is the Vote. It brought no coconut. "Right!—right!" cried Jack, striking his fettered hands against his breast. Now I do. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. Yield up the babe, and I pledge my word you shall remain unmolested.
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