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A sense of impending disaster was upon him. She propped a pillow against his padded headboard and sat herself into a stiff upright position, legs expertly crossed. Stanley’s pace slackened. " "For shame, Mr. " There was a pause. Do you like duck?” “Sure. "He is gone!" cried Mrs. " "In what way, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, in astonishment. She agreed entirely with her brother. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. 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. What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child.
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