"I believe he's gone," he said, returning to Jonathan. They had not proceeded far when a low moan was heard. ‘Would that your mistress were as trusting. " "A bold resolution," said the woollen-draper. “Diedermayer’s a kiss-ass. Does it?” “I think it does. Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. There was another little thing he had to say. "I don't know.
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