‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. His hand flew across the paper. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. Her husband was drinking in the tavern with the other guests. “I’ve been through all that,” she went on, after a pause.
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