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The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building. For a moment she remained silent. ’ Mrs Prudence Sindlesham, a widow of several years’ standing, so she told Gerald, was a scarecrow of a female, long and lank of limb in a figure that had once been willowy. This extraordinary child had opened up an old channel through which it was no longer safe to cruise. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. The inn was a military haunt. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on. No other man should touch her; she was Hoddy's, body and soul, in this life and after.
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