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"The deuce he has! Why, it's only a few hours since I beheld him chained down
with half a hundred weight of iron, in the strongest ward at Newgate. “No, I’m fine. Saviour's Church. I waited until he was asleep and
then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old
rope he had in the shed. A thing
which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should
be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. “I wish I
could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the
Vote means to us. The gentleman
catched him i' th' fact, and we shut him up for safety i' that pris'n. "
So saying, he threw himself into a chair. His chin was angular and his lips were
16
small, his mouth tiny and refined.
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