For so far she had kept it uncashed. She took the piece of paper and unfolded it in the safety of her lap. "Mr. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself, “he must never know. She had eaten them. “But I am sorry,” she exclaimed. Presently. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. The piece, in three movements, was short enough anyway. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. Later.
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