I pity her from the bottom of my heart. Understand me. “I am sure you will marry Nigel sooner or later, and then all your work will be thrown away. Yet you catch her eye—you can’t seem to escape from it. Let me walk you to the door. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. ’ Le Petit Journal said that the man was dead. “Do you mean in looks?” she asked. 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.
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