But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. She hung for a moment, and then went on, conclusively, “Until we have the vote that is how things WILL be. “You have dyed your hair and darkened your eyebrows. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. Lord, I am sixty. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and, claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following DRINKING SONG.
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