’ ‘Just what I thought, miss. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. But it does not sound as if the girl that wears the name resembles either of her parents. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster.
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