Let him be sure. He went over her features one by one in his mind. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. And, as he was about to put himself into a posture of defence, his mother clasped him in her arms. "I understand," she said. ‘Typical. Wood laughed louder than ever. " "That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering.
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