"What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. I've a question to ask him. Mr. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. ‘But this is not to my blame, grandpére. ’ She was silent for a space, and it was evident that this part of the story was still too painful to be recalled with ease. The detective backed out slowly and closed the door without sound.
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