" Jack again seized the bar, and, dashing it furiously against the door, speedily burst it open. “You mustn’t say anything more to your mother, Michelle. Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room, "that people of quality laughed so. Wood scarcely knew where he was. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. She snatched about in her mind. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. For a space he rode the whirligig. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. “Well,” she achieved at last.
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