Marriage was a taboo subject between them. Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. She understood. “DEAR MR. ” “Shirts?” “Shirts at one—and—something a dozen. Let me take the satchel, sir. The two lovers sat together, and their sole discourse turned upon Jack and his ill-fated mother.
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