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He had not taken many steps when he perceived Quilt
Arnold in the upper gallery, with a lamp in his hand. He allowed his voice to drip with sympathy. ”
“But how?”
“I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going
to be a grandfather!’”
“Yes. “I want to show you something. '—'They can't,' says I. She turned her head away sharply. And that happens through our maternity; it’s our
very importance that degrades us. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had
flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and
carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. Perhaps there were experiences she would never
confide to any man. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the
heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was
little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields.
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