The shock and distress were genuine. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. Mr. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. . "Pah! He's a fool. Spurlock has gone. —There, Mr. I am the cause of his ill-usage. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. Then suddenly, in front of all those windows, he folded her in his arms and pressed her to him, and kissed her unresisting face. The Widgett mental furniture was perhaps worn and shabby, but there it was before you, undisguised, fading visibly in an almost pitiless sunlight.
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