During this dreadful pause the wretched man felt for his sword. He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like an insect. ’ For the first time since she had heard the news, Mrs Sindlesham’s features relaxed and a tiny smile appeared. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles. It may bring us together again. 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. . Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. But what if she were to marry? He glanced towards the elderly dame and found her watching him, the dimple very much in evidence. Sebastian spotted her among them instantly. .
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