The signal of distress was evidently understood. She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. "Dear me!" she added, as she pledged the amorous woollen-draper, "what a beautiful ring that is. Will you go? You'll be paid handsomely for your trouble.
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