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“When they had gone Demelza said:' There is so much wealth in London! Did you see that- those diamonds! And yet there is so little.' 'Little what?' 'Wealth. Those faces as we came in! They would fight for a sixpence. Sometimes I think- what little I've seen, Ross - it's as if London's half at war with itself.”

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Book:The Angry Tide
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The Angry Tide

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Winston Graham
Winston Graham

Winston Graham, born on June 30, 1908, and died on July 10, 2003, was a British novelist. Known for his depictions of English rural life and historical events, his most famous work is the 'Poldark' series. more

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