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‘Yes, th-there it is,’ she uttered, stumbling a little over the words. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. " "But, mother, mayn't I sit up to see whether Thames returns?" implored Winifred. A door in this house opened upon the yard. Enschede halted. The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. An unexpected vacancy, wasn’t it? Every one comes in on unexpected vacancy. "Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. Each time that we meet I try to kill you.
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