. "Too late, master," replied the landlord of the Trumpeter, in a surly tone, for he did not much like the appearance of his customer; "just shut up shop. He won’t be in uniform. He wants you—or he doesn’t; and then he helps some other woman against you. His body went limp, and as he withdrew she ironically found herself at the doorway for the first time in her life of being truly aroused. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail.
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