” Then she looked up at him with frightened eyes. . I have one shilling and sevenpence halfpenny left. She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs.
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