It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. Her head ached with a hollow pain. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. The stage manager reappeared presently, and made a speech. I am sure that he can be got rid of. All these circumstances,—slight in themselves, but powerful in their effect,—touched the heart of the widowed carpenter, and added to his depression. Running to Gosse, she seized the portrait from his hand and lashed out, taking him off guard, so that he staggered back and fell against the card table. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. In vain he fondly urged his suit, And, all in vain, the question put; She answered,—"Mr.
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