‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux. And so bitterly did the carpenter reproach himself with his neglect, that he resolved, at all risks, to go back in search of it. Ennison listened, and his eyes glowed. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. "You are alone?" said one of the spinsters—Prudence Jedson. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. He had been the one to dress her in the finest silks and brocades, and here she was, displayed for the world to see in 248 drugstore makeup and the uniform of an old schoolteacher. “I always notice that people find it very easy to believe what they want to believe, and you see I’m not in the least popular. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. “And how did you find us here?” “I called at Montague Street a few minutes after you had left. I’m a desperate young woman. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. ” Chapter XIV “THIS IS MY WIFE” Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in high spirits.
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