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" The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. Sheppard. Anna was having tea by herself when she entered. Lady Palsworthy was the widow of a knight who had won his spurs in the wholesale coal trade, she was of good seventeenth-century attorney blood, a county family, and distantly related to Aunt Mollie’s deceased curate. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force.
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