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. You would find things to laugh at even in Artemus Ward. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place. He had set out to win her, and she had let him start. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. "Bess wouldn't bear a rival. " After some further arguments, Jack assented to this proposal. 'But I don't desire to spoil sport,—not I. Better get a dress. “You must send for the police at once, you know. ToC Jack was scarcely concealed when the door opened, and the two persons of whom he had caught a glimpse below entered the room. Sir John followed me to London and married me. The atmosphere at dinner was not propitious. “Mr. The woollen-draper looked at his watch.
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