’ As a matter of fact, I am not. She seemed to have no idea whatever of the emotional states that were becoming to her age and position. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. I think she might be up to something. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. ‘Then it is that you will have pity? Here we have come, we poor, for aid.
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