He donned his winter coat. "By my soul," said the sexton, "that's as like Jack Sheppard as any one I ever seed i' my born days. I know there’s a sort of right in your impatience at the slowness of Progress. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. ’ ‘I could have done so at the first and saved you the pain,’ she told him merrily. Let us part in peace. ” He coughed gently. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. ” “I don’t believe it,” he answered hoarsely.
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