Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice. If Winifred remained silent, her looks would have disarmed a person of less assurance than the woollen-draper. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at the business-like equipment of the room. ” He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John.
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