“Believe me, I know. ‘Ah, bah, it is enough,’ she cried, and turning, ran out of the room. Jack had no sooner taken his place in the cart, than he was followed by the ordinary, who seated himself beside him, and, opening the book of prayer, began to read aloud. "We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs.
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