‘Whereas my need was very great indeed. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. He filled the rôle of comrade which Spurlock dared not enact, at least not utterly as he would have liked. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me.
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