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She had never before heard the noise of firecrackers, and in the beginning the sputtering racket caused her to wince. On coming to himself, he found he had been wrapped in a blanket and put to bed with a couple of hot bricks to his feet. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. A few more minutes, and she was safe. ‘And certainly I wish that Joan will come with us. "Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. Nothing has gone wrong here?" "Nothing whatever," replied Ireton. He was standing up with the telegram crumpled in his hand. ” “Your husband,” he answered bluntly. He did his best not to grin. . Although she had refused to answer his impertinent questions. “But, you see, appearances are very much against me.
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