‘And if you like, I will tell you why. \"Thanks, Mike. ” “It convinced Mr. ’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. I mentioned sixty, I believe, when I was in Paris, but there are expenses, and just now business is bad. White,” the lady in black satin remarked. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child.
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