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At last lunch time came. 'Come on, Sal,' said Liza, 'I'm goin' to 'ave a glass o' bitter. I can't stand this no longer.' AT LAST LUNCH TIME CAME COME ON SAL SAID LIZA I'M GOING TO HAVE A GLASS OF BITTER I CAN'T STAND THIS NO LONGER
ven in her rags was virtuously tidy and patched up, while Sally had a great tear in her shabby dress, and Liza's stockings were falling over her boots. 'Wot cheer, Sal!' said Liza, when she caught her up. 'Oh, I 'ave got sich a 'ead on me this mornin'!' she remarked, turning round a pale face: heavily lined under the eyes. 'I don't feel too chirpy neither,' said Liza, sympathetically. 'I wish I 'adn't drunk so much beer,' added Sally, as a pang shot through her head. 'Oh, you'll be arright in a bit,' said Liza. Just then they heard the clock strike eight, and they began to run so that they might not miss getting their tokens and thereby their day's pay; they turned into the street at the end of which was the factory, and saw half a hundred women running like themselves to get in before it was too late. All the morning Liza worked in a dead-and-alive sort of fashion, her head like a piece of lead with electric shocks going through it when she moved, and her tongue and mouth hot and dry.  TRANSFORMED THAN THEY WERE BUT CINDERELLA EVEN IN HER RAGS WAS VIRTUOUSLY TIDY AND PATCHED UP WHILE SALLIE HAD A GREAT TEAR IN HER SHABBY DRESS AND LIZA'S STOCKINGS WERE FALLING OVER HER BOOTS WHAT CHEER SAL SAID LIZA WHEN SHE CAUGHT HER UP OH I'VE GOT SUCH A HEAD ON ME THIS MORNING SHE REMARKED TURNING ROUND A PALE FACE HEAVILY LINED UNDER THE EYES I DON'T FEEL TOO CHAPPY NEITHER SAID LIZA SYMPATHETICALLY I WISH I HADN'T DRUNK SO MUCH BEER ADDED SALLIE AS A PANG SHOT THROUGH HER HEAD OH YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT IN A BIT SAID LIZA JUST THEN THEY HEARD THE CLOCK STRIKE EIGHT THEY BEGAN TO RUN SO THEY MIGHT NOT MISS GETTING THEIR TOKENS AND THEREBY THEIR DAY'S PAY THEY TURNED INTO THE STREET AT THE END OF WHICH WAS THE FACTORY AND SAW HALF A HUNDRED WOMEN RUNNING LIKE THEMSELVES TO GET IN BEFORE IT WAS TOO LATE ALL THE MORNING LIZA WORKED IN A DEAD AND ALIVE SORT OF FASHION HER HEAD LIKE A PIECE OF LEAD WITH ELECTRIC SHOCKS GOING THROUGH IT WHEN SHE MOVED AND HER TONGUE AND MOUTH HOT AND DRY
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