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’ Her conversation was wonderful, Gerald decided. ‘And we shall see which of us is more quick. The end of the world seemed at hand. “Stop it!. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. But it seemed that their presence was not even suspected. 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. There is turmoil, shouts, cries, jostlings, milling congestions that suddenly break and flow in opposite directions. Something happened down there, and probably I'll never know what.
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