She intercepted the glance the spinsters exchanged, and immediately sensed that
she had said too much. "
"Didn't know but what I'd been out-bid. There was the cottage she had
inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church
she had prayed. The Master of the Mint was accompanied by another gentleman almost as portly
as himself, and quite as deliberate in his movements. “Lucy!” He whispered into her ear beneath a dusty
curtain cloud. A few seconds sufficed to clear the passage, through which it had
previously cost him more than two hours to force his way. Brown or Jones, I dare say. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their
moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. The
pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. Wood in their favour. "It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's
better than the cold stones and open streets. "
"What a mistake!"
"Yes. ‘You, soldiers,’ she yelled.
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