He could have easily forced it, but
preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to
him. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by
various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape
with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of
widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a
linsey-woolsey shawl. By
the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it
now? Hell and the devil!—gone!"
He looked around in vain. “I
think she would,” she decided. "A neighbour offered me a drive
to Paddington; and, as I haven't heard of my son for some time, I couldn't resist
the temptation of stepping on to inquire after him, and to thank you for your
great goodness to us both, I've brought a little garden-stuff and a few new-laid
eggs for you, Ma'am," she added turning to Mrs.
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