’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. ‘So now we come to it. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. Across that world was written in letters of light, “Endowment of Motherhood. " "Don't anger him, my dear son," implored the poor widow, with a look of anguish at Jack. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. Pilgrim's Progress, The Life of Martin Luther and Alice in Wonderland (the only fairy-story she had been permitted to read) were the sum total of her library.
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