Stanley poured wine. She crept behind the open door and pounced on him when he came out of the bathroom, knocking him onto the floor with a loud thud. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. “But, forgive me, you are tired. " "But, mother, mayn't I sit up to see whether Thames returns?" implored Winifred. All these circumstances,—slight in themselves, but powerful in their effect,—touched the heart of the widowed carpenter, and added to his depression.
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