Merchant: Oi! Miss! My daughter. Don’t I say something to help her? Narrator: No. You don’t say anything. You hide in the crowd. Crowd: What? Actors: What? Merchant: [looking around, bewildered] But she’s just standing there, with these toffs telling filthy lies. Where’s her family? These people are saying shameful things, and she’s all alone. Narrator: Yes, she is, isn’t she?
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