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“Read this, John. She was vaguely happy over this arrangement which put her in the wing across the middle hall, alone. “You’re a student, perhaps?” said the tall woman. I should have thought my note cleared up everything. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. The man’s statement was explicit, and spoken with confidence. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap. Remember, some day you and I are going to have that book. "I must go. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. It is extraordinary. Heigho!" "Now for it!" cried Jack, as the couple entered the room: "the coast's clear.
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