“Only—I have come face to face—with something terrible, and wholly unexpected trouble. Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved forward, seizing her shoulders. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. She moaned, having failed in her mission to find her mother and her God. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. It loves to sit on your knee. 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. Here they remained till midnight when, calling for their reckoning and their steeds, they left the house.
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