An ugly flush stained his cheeks. ‘Tell me, my boy. As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel to quarrel with. His number was unlisted and unpublished. The very blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left. Sheppard trembled violently; and though she understood his meaning too well, she answered,—"I can't guess. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was Nicholas’s wife, of course. Nigel, you have not forgotten!” “No,” he said, with a little bitter smile.
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