"Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. They seldom arrive on the beach. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender. To go to him, to console him! But she stirred not from her hiding place. Stanley took mustard savagely. ” “Very sad—very sad indeed,” he remarked uneasily.
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