"Never mind," replied the tapstress. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep. Does it?” “I think it does. Unless he deserts the girl, he won't be so hard to find as formerly. ‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day.
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