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She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. ’ ‘Damnation!’ ‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. ’ ‘Willingly?’ ‘Parbleu, what a person you think me. But probably not the truth. ‘Dear me. The key is in my trousers. “There is no remedy, girls,” she began, breathlessly, “except the Vote. Kneebone?" "He'd better not," muttered Blueskin. He meditated, and began a new paragraph. “I wonder what happened. Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. I’m a man, and I know what I mean.
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