He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. . ’ “Crude, I admit. ’ Mrs Prudence Sindlesham, a widow of several years’ standing, so she told Gerald, was a scarecrow of a female, long and lank of limb in a figure that had once been willowy. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. Entering the outer gate, and traversing the broad gravel walk before-mentioned, Jack ascended the steps, and was admitted, on feeing the porter, by another iron gate, into the hospital.
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