"Yes, your son, Madam. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. ‘Do you think I would do to him as he made a threat to do to me? No. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him.
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