“I’m not afraid. I shall be hungry this summer, and I shall be cold this winter. Aren’t they ridiculous, these ninnies of men, to think they can scare a girl! What! Scare? Oh, yes, much! Because you have finical poppies of mistresses who hide under the bed when you put on a big voice, forsooth! I ain’t afraid of anything that I ain’t!”
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