She held out both her hands. “DEAR MR. ’ If she suffered from dragging pain in her joints, Gerald thought it explained why her features were prematurely lined. Still, something had marked the face, something had left an indelible touch. 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. Sheppard, sinking backwards upon the pallet.
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