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The dance itself was anticlimactic, with teenagers trying their best to look the part of adult sophisticates on the dance floor. ' That has always haunted me. 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. This is my last week at the ‘Unusual,’ you know. Impelled by a feeling, into which we shall not pause to inquire, the stranger started after them; but they were better mounted, and soon distanced him.
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