”
“We should go back. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair
for her cane. Eventually this comradeship
(slightly resented by Rollo) reached a point where he could call out from the
study: "Hey, Ruth!—come and tell me what you think of this. “How are those books any different from the
witchcraft books?”
“I dunno. The few pence
left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. Wood, in
his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by
various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape
with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of
widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a
linsey-woolsey shawl. Owing to this circumstance, Mr.
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