It engulfed them in black, white, and gray. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. But calmer thoughts quickly succeeded. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. It’s an engagement ring. "Don't be angry with me, Thames," continued Sheppard, in a tone calculated, as he thought, to appease his companion's indignation. ’ Kimble’s eyes widened. 9.
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