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"Don't swear, Jack, or I shall distrust you. How dreary it all looks. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. “Perhaps,” he queried, “you wish to avoid being seen about with any one—er— connected with the profession, under present circumstances. . She came to spend hours with the bastard children that the women brought, dressing and feeding the tiny ones, inventing games for the older ones. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. ” She disengaged herself from him and went out of the room with a grave, preoccupied expression. "I'll tell you," replied Jack, with forced calmness. After some time, the scuffle grew more and more distant, until nothing could be heard.
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