"Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. His tone was kind and sympathetic. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. "Plague on't!" added he: "I never meant to take your babby from you. It was no easy matter to determine her age, for, though she still retained a certain youthfulness of appearance, she had many marks in her countenance, usually indicating the decline of life, but which in her case were, no doubt, the result of constant and severe indisposition. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. “The first is to discover what she is here for, and where she is staying. I hated him. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair.
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