She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. She whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by the window, keeping out of the way. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. At least I rather hoped I might spend my time chasing smugglers, which would have afforded some excitement. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. If you are going that way, why not join us. And don’t talk until we’re well out of earshot. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit; and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful distance, entered the churchyard. .
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