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She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. It was not necessary to appease the wrath of human society; it was necessary only to appease that of God for the broken Commandment. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. He had only been prevented, indeed, by a fear of Mrs. ‘That I do not yet know. But in a little while you will awake; and if there is a spark of manhood in you, you will be horrified at this day's work. ’ ‘People are silly. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. His expression became pained. Died short, I suppose, and the girls had to shift for themselves. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. This discovery made, I hastened back to London to offer you my hand, but found you had married in the mean time a smock-faced, smooth-tongued carpenter named Sheppard.
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