‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. 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. Their conversation was conducted in the flash language,
and, though unintelligible to Wood, was easily comprehended by this
companion, who learnt, to her dismay, that the wounded man had received his
hurt from her son, whose courage and dexterity formed the present subject of
their discourse. Her name, he said, was as pretty as
its wearer. . There are many
things which I do not understand. "If Jack would come to my house, I'd contrive to hide him," remarked a buxom
dame. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that
the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud
seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the
windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly
placed cards bearing the word
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APARTMENTS
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in the clear bright windows.
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