Wood's reception of the widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not particularly kind and encouraging. She came to spend hours with the bastard children that the women brought, dressing and feeding the tiny ones, inventing games for the older ones. ‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. Besides, I would tear out my tongue rather than let it speak her mother's infamy. There were moments when Ann Veronica rather more than suspected the chief speakers to be, as school-boys say, showing off at her. " "I'm satisfied with your assurance," replied the carpenter, drily. ’ The girl shook her head violently, setting the feathers on her hat bobbing.
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