All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. The girl’s gaze met his in interested inquiry. Until two hours ago she was as contented and as happy as a linnet. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. "Shall I never see that sweet face again,—never feel the pressure of those kind hands more—nor listen to that gentle voice! Ah! yes, we shall meet again in Heaven, where I shall speedily join you. Sheppard was unwillingly compelled to listen. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. There he stands. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. Should be home soon. Morals only begin when that is settled. He won’t be in uniform. Her cogitations were dissipated by a knock on the door.
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