" "Have you seen him?" asked Trenchard. ’ ‘Very true. Our mutual safety requires it. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. "It is an ordinary wedding," he added; "some shopkeeper's daughter. "My old coco is disintegrating. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended. 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.
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