The agreeable eye

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So I settled down at once as a full-fledged anarchist.

Figure to yourself a group of naked cottages with bald slate roofs untempered by the years – no moss, no house-leeks – dropped down at random in a sticky clay cabbage-field – and you see our colony. [&#8230] Most of these young men were good fellows in their way – very simple-hearted anarchists. I do not credit it that they could have blown up a Tsar, or even dropped a bomb into a suburban letter-box. They confined themselves to cabbages and passionate denunciation of the oppressors.

‘Olive Pratt Rayner’
The Type-Writer Girl
(1897, p. 49f.)


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