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Your husband could have told you that. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. “Is this hansom for me?” she said. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. ’ ‘No, but you’ve made up for it since. 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 atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. ” “Very well,” the man answered. ” “Well!” “He greeted me effusively. As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. Here he obtained some breakfast, and mounting the hill turned off into the fields on the right.

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