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. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. ‘Dare I guess at the reason for your sudden interest in émigrés, Gerald?’ ‘Lucilla,’ barked Hilary warningly. “Well,” she said, “good-night, father. They decided quite audibly, “She’s an Old Dear, anyhow. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. . “Aren’t we all just odds and ends of humanity —the left-overs, you know.
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