Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. . He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. “Indeed, I must implore you to return.
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