"I am your most unhappy son. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the
lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the
garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of
Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. He is
coming here to tea. I hope you've enjoyed your health. ’
Hilary’s brows shot up. "The deuce he has! Why, it's only a few hours since I beheld him chained down
with half a hundred weight of iron, in the strongest ward at Newgate.
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