"Mercy!" screamed Mrs. ” “Why did you tell me? I thought—I thought we were going to be friends. Not I. Far away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. ‘Is there a resemblance?’ ‘This is Mary Remenham?’ ‘That is my late niece, yes. She had just passed into a little antechamber beyond when she suddenly heard a faint knocking. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. He began really to like Spurlock, despite the shadow of the boy's past, despite his inexplicable attitude toward this glorious girl. You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in our church, during sarvice time,—that he did, the heathen.
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