" Rambling in this way, the matron at length came to a halt, and taking out a key, pointed to a door and said, "This is Mrs. ” “Coffee! Bah!” The newcomer picked her way across the floor with daintily uplifted skirts, and subsided into a deck chair of stretched canvas. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. After all, that was life. Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one.
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