About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set
out homewards with his little charge. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called
her The Sow. . Have we not received Lady
Bicknacre just this morning? Not to mention the Comtesse de St Erme. She took up one of her father’s
novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on
her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning
forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. \"Do you mind if I sit with you?\" He asked as he
followed her. The massive door was
unlocked, and they entered the cell. One marked difference
between the poor outcast, who, oppressed by poverty, and stung by shame, had
sought temporary relief in the stupifying draught,—that worst "medicine of a
mind diseased,"—and those of the same being, freed from her vices, and restored
to comfort and contentment, if not to happiness, by a more prosperous course of
events, was exhibited in the mouth.
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