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"There's another instance of your wilfulness and want of taste. “I wish I could make every woman, every girl, see this as clearly as I see it—just what the Vote means to us. Following his guide, Sir Rowland found himself in a large and lofty apartment, the extent of which he could not entirely discern until lights were set upon the table. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. The chief scene of these disgusting orgies,—the cellar, just referred to,—was a large low-roofed vault, about four feet below the level of the street, perfectly dark, unless when illumined by a roaring fire, and candles stuck in pyramidal lumps of clay, with a range of butts and barrels at one end, and benches and tables at the other, where the prisoners, debtors, and malefactors male and female, assembled as long as their money lasted, and consumed the time in drinking, smoking, and gaming with cards and dice. “But,” he said, “you do not blame me altogether?” She rose to her feet. I was Annabel the rake, ‘Alcide’ of the music halls. Smith, he'll swing after next Old Bailey sessions. In one of these seats, at the end of the aisle farthest removed from the chancel, the widow took her place, and addressed herself fervently to her devotions. And catching hold of Thames, he quitted the deck.
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