\" She opened her eyes widely, as to better appear unworldly and unscathed. He had not had time to aim the pistol. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring.
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