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A Tale of a Lonely Parish

CHAPTER XIII
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But he started as he heard a footstep in the passage, being now accustomed to start at sounds which suggested pursuit; he started and he felt the wet smock-frock, which was his disguise, clinging to him as he moved, and the reality of the present returned to him with awful force.

His wife again entered the room.
"There are over nine pounds," she said.

"It is all I have." She laid the money upon the table before him and remained standing.

"You shall have the rest to-morrow," she added.
"Can't I see Nellie ?" he asked suddenly.

It was the first time he had spoken of his child.


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