She made lumpish and inadequate interruptions rather than replies. Sheppard," said the carpenter, advancing to meet her, and trying to look as cheerful and composed as he could; "what brings you to town, eh?— Nothing amiss, I trust?" "Nothing whatever, Sir," answered the widow. It was really very jolly to talk to a man in this way—who saw the woman in her and did not treat her as a child. " "I am here in Canton," she replied, simply. . ” “Are you a detective or a doctor?” she asked calmly. The city presented a terrible picture of devastation.
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