He whispered in her ear. " "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. "Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. "I'll go to her directly," said Wood, bustling towards the door. ’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. 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. Life is two things, that’s how I see it; two things mixed and muddled up together. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily.
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