It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. " Just then, the infant began to sob piteously. “And so you have been thinking?” her father began, quoting her letter and looking over his slanting glasses at her. She glanced at the soft-ticking clock with the exposed brass pendulum upon the white marble mantel, and made a rapid calculation. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. . " "As you please, Sir," replied the tapstress, coolly. She was shifting, moving back.
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