" "That likeness is the chief cause of my misery," replied the widow, shuddering. "But be prudent, my angel. “But it still misses the nucleolus. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol.
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