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"And all the time you loved her?"—appalled. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. Upon
which Mrs. Dunstable’s contributions to the conversation were entirely in the form of
nods; whenever Alderman Dunstable praised or blamed she nodded twice or
thrice, according to the requirements of his emphasis. "I have dreamed that I shall see him before I die," she rejoined. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son. There is something in prayer; not that there may be any noticeable result, any
definite answer; but no human being can offer an honest prayer to God without
gaining immeasurably in courage, in fortitude, in resignation, and that alone is
worth the effort. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a
broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his
battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were
darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to
bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm.
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