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"I was about to add," continued Gay, "that my opera shall have no music except the good old ballad tunes. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired. Rage flooded her at his intent, but she controlled it. Tea in the laboratory was a sort of suffragette reception. " And, with this generous resolve, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Arrest! arrest! help! help!" seconding the words with a shrill and peculiar cry, well known at the time to the inhabitants of the quarter in which it was uttered. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell.
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