In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. The infant was rescued from a watery-grave by an honest mechanic, who has since brought him up as his own son. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. In some incomprehensible way that back view made her feel sorry for Alice. He had seen the announcement of your marriage in the papers, and he imagined that I simply wanted to remain unknown because of your husband’s puritanism. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared.
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