’ She frowned suddenly. ‘And I don’t mind telling you it goes agin’ the grain with me to let you go free and all, missie. But Jack speedily burst it open with the iron bar. Accordingly, when she arrived at the Shovels, with which, as an old haunt in her bygone days of wretchedness she was well acquainted, instead of entering the principal apartment, which she saw at a glance was crowded with company of both sexes, she turned into a small room on the left of the bar, and, as an excuse for so doing, called for something to drink. “Don’t you understand, Nigel,” she said softly, “that it was precisely for this I have worked so hard. No girl with a face like that…. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. I was raised in the Church. I presume that you have been living alone?” She sighed gently. Down under the incalculable selfishness of the penitent child there was the man's uneasy recollection of Judas.
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