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After an affectionate parting with Winifred, Thames was conducted by the carpenter to his sleeping apartment—a comfortable cosy chamber; such a one, in short, as can only be met with in the country, with its dimity-curtained bed, its sheets fragrant of lavender, its clean white furniture, and an atmosphere breathing of freshness. He was indeed still in the throes of his bewilderment. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. ’ ‘I have no game. ” “You know,” he said with some hesitation, “that your sister is singing. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. She knew the significance: the red corpuscle was being burnt out by the fires of alcohol. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. .
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