She had heard the trader utter it many times. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. ” Lucy replied sadly. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. He noted the strong white teeth as they snipped the thread.
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