Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. But two weeks later he returned. ” “What?” He asked. But she was not sure just how to reach it. ’ Looking round, she found the little coterie of soldiers crowded into the passage behind them. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. “Generally gets here about seven. " "True, and I shan't be easy till my turn arrives. He was not there. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl.
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