“Well, you know. “I believe she’s dressing up-stairs—now. You have been useful to me, or I would not have spared you thus long. Her amusement fled and she stared at him, as a slow thump began beating at her breast. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. But with returning breath came returning vociferations; and the carpenter, with a faint hope of lessening the clamour by change of scene, took up his lantern, opened the door, and walked out. ‘Been led up the garden path by that confounded rapscallion. She described the Goopes and the Fabians to him, and gave him a sketch of her landlady; and he talked in the most liberal and entertaining way of a modern young woman’s outlook.
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