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She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. I have neither father, mother, brother, sister, nor husband—I have only him. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. Not a breath was drawn. “I should like you to come here,” she said. When I promised to marry you I thought I could; I thought it was a possible arrangement. In your heart you know quite well that all that you have said is useless. If you can’t see as how there ain’t nothing in this barrack of a place to help me do the job, I can. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes, and what he does. But no more of that.
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