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‘I’m a soldier, missie. I miss them so. A maidservant held the front door open. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. Sheppard," rejoined Winifred kindly. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. The proceedings of this faction were narrowly watched by a vigilant and sagacious administration. Sheppard's dress—extremely neat and clean, but simply fashioned, and of the plainest and most unpretending material,—offered nothing assailable; and her demeanour was so humble, and her looks so modest, that—if she had been ill-looking—she might, possibly, have escaped the shafts of malice preparing to be levelled against her. Annabel laughed a little uneasily. Her expression was a little changed, less innocent, more discerning.
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