Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. " "I never heard of anybody who could," declared McClintock. I bent over him. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. “I meant to say good-bye to you to-night. Trifle useful?" he added, slipping a few gold pieces into Jack's hand.
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