Spurling. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips
glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly
about them. Wood," said she, in the deep, hoarse accents of
consumption; "and may God Almighty bless and reward you for your kindness!
You were always the best of masters to my poor husband; and now you've
proved the best of friends to his widow and orphan boy. I was grateful. "
"Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land
lies. Don’t, don’t say anything now, not anything. You were dying and your baby along with you. "
"Do not needlessly alarm me, I beseech you," replied Winifred. Since her husband
has laid me under such a weight of obligation, I couldn't, in honour, continue—
hem!" and he took another explanatory pinch.
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