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Over an old crazy bedstead was thrown a squalid, patchwork counterpane; and upon the counterpane lay a black hood and scarf, a pair of bodice of the cumbrous form in vogue at the beginning of the last century, and some other articles of female attire. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. He was aware of Hilary, in company with Lucilla and the comtesse’s daughter some few yards away, listening in suddenly. "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. Building announced solemnly. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath.
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