. Sheppard is one, no doubt," observed Mrs. But why do you ask?" "Because—" stammered the boy. She was, as Capes had said, a hard young woman. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. It was from Brendon. She was only trying to distract you so that she might escape. He waved a hand toward the sea.
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