‘Now I see why you’re marrying this woman, Hilary. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it. “Mary! What’s going on! Why are you crying?!” He commanded an answer in a worried and slightly irritated tone. 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. Unconscious that his movements were watched, Shotbolt, meanwhile, hastened towards Wych Street.
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