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He was a shy boy outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of lover. She stood among them, watching them and feeling curiously alien to them. “Well, I do. A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape. As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel to quarrel with. Before there is any change, any real change, I shall be dead—dead—dead and finished—two hundred years!.
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