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It is not for myself I fear. ‘No, but I seen the light, sir. ’ ‘Eh bien. . At length, the body was brought towards him. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. 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. “Or I wouldn’t have said anything about it. . True, on board the ships she had watched young men from afar, but only with that normal curiosity which is aroused in the presence of any new species. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested. .

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