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\" She opened her
eyes widely, as to better appear unworldly and unscathed. “I would have given up anything to
see you your old self again—as you are this evening. I don’t want you to talk to me now. ’
Hilary Roding, despite the fact that he was both a younger and slighter man
than his friend—although wiry and tough with an attractive countenance that had
won him the heart of an extremely eligible young lady—had a rooted conviction,
as Gerald well knew, that it was not safe to leave Alderley to his own reckless
devices. 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.
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