I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. I was just like a sort of dummy that does things as it is told—that is to say, as the strings are pulled. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. The flat was apparently empty. 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.
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