” He consumed Irish stew for some moments. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. He had tossed an honoured name into the mire; he required no prison bars to accentuate this misery. But he promised to give me a couple of guineas if I'd ascertain whether it fitted your locks. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. 266 She peered up at him. From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. Very well, I give up.
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