“I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. Creeping stealthily up stairs, unmasking a dark lantern, and glancing into each room as he passed, he was startled in one of them by the appearance of Mrs. Sheppard; "for if I had not been a mother, I would not have survived the day on which I became a widow. Figg," said Jack. Somehow or other his reputation as a hardened and unassailable bachelor had won for him during the last few years a comparative immunity from attentions on the part of those women with whom he had been brought into contact. She saw herself in very much Vivie’s position—managing something.
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