"You are alone?" said one of the spinsters—Prudence Jedson. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. “He does not come here,” she exclaimed, quickly. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. “Her ladyship dined at home,” the man answered.
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