[One of Life’s Slaves by Jonas Lauritz Idemil Lie]@TWC D-Link book
One of Life’s Slaves

CHAPTER VIII
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They must be able to see through the walls in there! And they had already begun to wonder at his coming there so often.
The waterfall was turned off, so that only a white streak ran over the dam and fell drop by drop upon the wheel.

A cart was rattling along the road in front of him.

Now it stopped to unload; the load was tumbled off with one tilt.

It was mould that they were driving to the garden outside the office building at the factory.
Within the fence were a number of women and girls busily at work.

They were raking, pulling up and planting, while a man followed with a hose; and out of the open window, with his straw hat on his head, hung young Veyergang, and talked.
There stood Mrs.Holman, with arms akimbo, beside one of the black flower-beds, inspecting some plant that she had patted down with her hand; and--Silla! on her knees, pulling up weeds into her apron from a bed close to the house.


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