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‘More nor that. 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. Wild. ’ A tiny giggle escaped her, and she lowered the pistol a trifle. Ennison listened, and his eyes glowed. ” “You came—here!” he repeated, vaguely. ‘To me, quickly!’ There was a brief hush, and then the shouts resumed and several pairs of feet clattered towards her from, as it seemed, several directions. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. The light was poor, so that she saw their gleaming faces dimly and indistinctly. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. You need give yourself no more concern about Kneebone. We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day. And the age gets higher. ’ ‘Get going, then,’ Trodger told his men.
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