"At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. Lucy tried not to notice the starched smell, overpowering and powdery. She did not wince. She passed down the stairs and into the street. It's certain.
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