She got up, put the
neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the
little cards in the morocco case. “I suppose most people’s letters are queer. Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a
heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted
his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or
unaccountably dear, or both. But not finding it, he had again recourse to the
bludgeon, and began beating the hand fixed on the upper rail, until, by smashing
the fingers, he forced it to relinquish its hold. Her time and
effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she
knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than
fictional soap operas. "All good people pray heartily unto God for this poor sinner, who is now going
to take his death, for whom this great bell doth toll. “Better state of mind,” she gasped. "How so?" asked Wild, curiously. He was a bad dog; he
knew it perfectly; but where there was laughter, there was hope. Then she
had a baby and became as old as any really grown-up person, or older, and very
dull.
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