"It's a great world," was the manager's greeting. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. If Martha knew all, she would certainly die of shock. As usual the substantive sister—Prudence—did all the talking for the pair; Angelina, the shadow, offered only her submitting nods. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. Sanguine they were not. ‘Now then, Gerald, out with it. You look very handsome. They were talking of “Alcide,” as they often did in those days. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the straw. T' other gen'l'man said the letter 'ud explain all. Suddenly Ah Cum laughed aloud. He eyed the young couple with the tragic history behind them, and could only suppose that familiarity had dulled their senses.
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