" "And, therefore, the first I would visit," replied Jack, boldly. She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. Miss Mary being his only child ’an all, he were in a right pelter. "Jack Sheppard's mother," answered the little girl, dejectedly; "she has brought a basket of eggs from Willesden, and some flowers for you. All this Woman-who-Diddery —no damn good. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed.
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