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Daisy Farlowe was really starting to hate her job. She disliked it so much that the only thing worse, she thought, would be to have no job at all, and therefore no wage. What on earth had possessed her to choose to work at the laundry run by that harridan Mrs Chapman, when she could have been at the mill with her best friend, Betty? Yes, there wouldn’t have been time to have a giggle with Betty when the work was so relentless – and Betty was often pale with exhaustion by the end of the week, and speaking very loudly, a habit born of working in a place so noisy – but at least Daisy wouldn’t have been on her own, as she was at the laundry, and therefore the only person to field Bertha Chapman’s ill temper and meanness. Daisy had thought that taking the laundry job would bring her more independence than working at the mill, where hundreds of people were employed, and would make of her something different, special – literally, not run-of-the-mill. So she had ignored Mrs Chapman’s perpetually dissatisfied face and bad-mouthing of her customers at the outset, naïvely failing to realise that soon the bad temper and disparaging remarks would be aimed at Daisy herself. Now she knew better. Before starting at the laundry, Daisy had worked in a fishmonger’s shop, where it had been cold, and the smell of fish hung about her clothes and her hair. She had not liked the staring sightless eyes of the dead creatures, either – scaly, muscular and slippery on the slab. She wasn’t interested in fish, except battered and fried, eaten hot from a newspaper, and soon her attitude to the job had become so apparent that the fishmonger had asked her to leave.