The eggs were all right, but nobody in this part of the world had the least conception of what the coffee bean was for. "I should never have acted as I did," rejoined Sheppard, bitterly; "if Mrs. "And you have seen … drunken men?" Prudence's tones were full of suppressed horror. Then Capes shifted his eyes to her microscope and the little trays of unmounted sections beside it. From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. He pictured himself visiting the girl in this shabby little home of her aunt’s—she had told him that it was shabby—and he recalled that delicious little smile with which she would surely greet him, a smile which seemed to be a matter of the eyes as well as the lips. And he began also at times to wake at night and think about her. The cheating of the boys in the stores ceased. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat.
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