“How have you been lately, Lucy? You’ve been such a stranger. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. He learnt that his sister was privately married—the name or rank of her husband could not be ascertained—and living in retirement in an obscure dwelling in the Borough, where she had given birth to a son. Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. Or mad, just as the captain had said so many times. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. It was the girl. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that the fugitive had been consigned to the waves.
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