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She was in one of her old walking-dresses, her hair was done in an unfamiliar manner, she wore a wedding-ring, and she looked as if she had been crying. ” “It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. Both, however, having safely landed, they cautiously crossed the room, and passed down the first flight of steps in silence. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven.
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