. Sheppard," cried the carpenter's wife bitterly; "and, I repeat, Bedlam's too good for her. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket.
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