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’ Gerald sat back in his chair, thinking hard. I sometimes laid away my father's clothes in his trunk. She glanced into her companion’s face, and she saw there strange things. ToC During the whole of the next day and night, the poor widow hovered like a ghost about the precincts of the debtors' garrison,—for admission (by the Master's express orders,) was denied her. ‘How disappointing,’ mourned Gerald. But her husband, whose deportment to her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no attention whatever to her grief. “Go to the far corner,” he said, “and sing the last verse of Les Petites. If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. Go on.
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