’ ‘No, perhaps not,’ Gerald agreed with a smile. Wood by increased corpulence and decreased powers of vision,—by deeper wrinkles and higher shoulders, by scantier breath and a fuller habit. As soon as he was gone, the two women divested themselves of their hoods and cloaks, and threw them, as if inadvertently, into the farthest part of the angle in the wall. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat.
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