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half-starved little hornywink
Yet the signs he had seen of a new way of life in America made him impatient of those distinctions. Jack Tripp was right. All men were born in the same way: no privilege existed that was not of man’s own contriving.
She was not a child who looked far ahead or reasoned deep; the ways of her life had given her no excuse to do either. With a cottage full of babies she had had no time at all to sit and think, scarcely any even to work and think, and what was the good of looking for tomorrow when today filled all your time and all your energy and sometimes all your fears?
his uncle. Charles had been a magistrate for over thirty years, so there was a chance he would have some views worth hearing.
