"Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. It is difficult to express these things. If she has no children, she goes on loving her husband; but he is no longer a man but a child. Spurling, who sat on the right of the table. Stanley came home at a quarter to six—an earlier train by fifteen minutes than he affected—his sister met him in the hall with a hushed expression.
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