What was his transport on perceiving that a few yards above him a light was burning. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. ‘That was one of my own clever stories. “I believe,” he said slowly, “that I shall do best to throw myself upon your consideration and tell you the truth. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. But before he suffered at Tyburn, he charged your mother to restore it.
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