"It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. A few short, dark locks, escaping from beneath her head-dress, showed that her hair had been removed, and had only been recently allowed to grow again. McClintock, coming from below, saw them and went forward. He gurgled as if trying to communicate. It was comforting to have her there, snoring gently. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind.
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