"They say her son's taken at last, and is to be hanged. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. He is already married. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. ‘To go to these Charvill, it was not in my plot. O'Higgins is rather a kindly man. She listened, listened intently for several minutes. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the street. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch.
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