‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. You have watched all the uncouth creations of my brain come sprawling out upon the canvas, and besides, we have been companions. “You’re a student, perhaps?” said the tall woman. And a ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict.
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