"Zounds! what's that!" he cried, as the noise of a scuffle was heard behind them. Her eyes were insane with rage, crusted with yellow and green, only beginning to heal from her long sojourn underground. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home.
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