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Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. There, in a little tea and sweetstuff shop, she bought and consumed slowly and absent-mindedly the insufficient nourishment that is natural to her sex on such occasions. A cup of lies. So go up-stairs and get your things together while I look out for a hansom. It’s all nonsense. Without the inclosure were reared several lofty gibbets, with their ghastly burthens. Surely it was a dream. And Gosse had been still there, so Martha said, and not in prison. She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. " "You don't remember your mother?" "Oh, no; she died when I was very little. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel.


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